Page 47 of Lukas

“How do you want it, princess?”

“Hard, Sir. Please fuck my ass, hard.”

“I am,” he whispered, staring down at the gorgeous sight she made. “And then I’m going to pull out, flip you over, and come all over those gorgeous tits of yours.”

He could feel her getting even more wet on his fingers. “You like the thought of that? Me coming on your breasts?”

She ground against his fingers. “Yes. God, yes. And on my face.”

“I think we can make that happen too. Very soon.”

He lined up his dick at her asshole and began sliding in. “Oh yeah, princess. I love fucking your ass. Reach back and hold your cheeks open so I can watch my cock slide inside you.”

She did, and it was so fucking sexy watching her do it. He told her so.

She groaned. “Feeling your giant cock inside me, Lukas. It hurts, but it’s so good, and I love it. Please take me hard.”

Her words clicked off something in his brain, and he did exactly like she asked. He slammed his cock inside her over and over again, hearing her sob and beg him to do it harder, faster. Her hands remained on her ass cheeks like he’d told her, holding herself open to him, even though it meant she had no control over the rest of her body as he slammed into her again and again.

When he could feel the tightening starting in his balls, he forced himself to stop and pull out, grabbing her hips and flipping her over. She bent her knees and grabbed them up by her chest, holding her legs sprawled open wide so he could lean over her and come all over her breasts, trailing cum up and down her chest.

They were both breathing hard as he collapsed beside her on top of the table, trying to recover.

Lukas was beginning to think no matter how long he took, there was no recovery from Reina.

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