Leaning away from him and giving up my cock control was a mistake, and I knew it the moment I saw his expression widen, his cock grow, and his body leap on me. He dragged me to the floor, and for a glorious moment his lips were on mine. It felt so very right, my head swimming and my heart aching – that was until I was torn out of the moment by a tearing sound. My panties, he tore my expensive, really cute pawprint panties? I couldn’t tell if I should be impressed with his boldness and desire to fuck the juices right out of my needy pussy or absolutely furious. I chose both. There’s a concept called angry sex that’s only just behind college coed sex, and I got to have both today. Angry sex is furious, passionate, ready and wet and so covered in pussy juice. “You’re mine.” He rumbled, his thick cock splitting me open with a single stroke that struck me deep and made the part of me that was impressed so wet it could cum from that alone. “Don’t forget your place!” I probably wouldn’t ever again if he continued to act like this. His dick throbbing deep as he pumped me like I deserved. I could feel him encroaching with something wonderful, his balls churning up the gravy I want so deep it hurts to think about. The emptiness inside of me needs to be filled with what he has to provide, and the good news is I bet he’s a good chef and can keep me full for nine or ten months with one dose of creampie phone sex. I could feel him start to spurt molten loads of seed right into my needy cunt and use his cock as a tool to stir it up and mix it in deep inside of me.
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