Oh, f**k. Is this what s*x, real s*x, was like?
Hard thrust followed hard thrust. I cried out again, bit my lip, then slightly broke position to lower my head. I squeezed my eyes shut, but tears still spilled out anyway, onto the chair, then the floor as I was shaken back and forth by the force of Ryan’s f**k. Oh, please, don’t let it stop. Go on. On. More, please more...
My p***y. Shot full of hot jets of c*m. More, more and more. I didn’t know men came like this. Oh, s**t. Fantastic – f*****g fantastic – keep going; fill me, oh hot, hot, hot!
And then something wonderful happened.
It started slow, a little thing that nibbled on the edge of my consciousness. And then... s**t, it came on like a tidal wave! Just a f*****g tsunami of sheer, all engulfing shuddering pleasure. I screamed a
