Demir
“Oh, little girl, I am going to do so much more,” I reply, the evil grin on my lips permanent now. It’s madness, I know that but I can’t stop. I don’t want to.
Geneva twists and turns in my arms, desperate to reach me, but I’m not having that. Now that I finally got her, I will do exactly what I have pictured for far too long. I don’t question myself when I push her legs apart and settle myself between them, my c*ock pressing to her a*ss through the fabric of our clothes. I am hard, leaking, desperate as I grind against her, and she moans like a good little w*hore for me.
That sound breaks me apart to a point where I am sure I won’t be able to move on with my life unless I hear it again, and again, and again.
Mindlessly I lift her skirt up, exposing her bare a*ss, and that old ne
