Page 117 of S is for SEX

I pushed myself inside her until I felt myself bottom out.

“Please, let me go. Your cock is way too big, you’re going to rip my little pussy to shreds,” she whimpered.

You ornery little bitch…

I reached down, grabbed her ponytail in my hand, and pulled against it tight. As her back arched slightly, I pressed my hips against her ass, held them in place, and began to grind my cock in and out of her. With my free hand, I reached around and cupped my palm against her mouth.

Fucking her deeply with her hair pulled tight, I tightened my grip on her mouth, preventing her from saying a word. Her muffled grunts against my hand, our fucking each other in an abandoned restaurant, the setting sun, and the fact her pussy really was tiny and tight was slowly working against me. I needed to close my eyes.

Fuck it.

I love this woman, what’s it really matter.

“Take that big cock, little girl,” I bellowed as I pounded it deep in her pussy.

She grunted against my hand.

“That’s right. You’re getting that big biker dick now, aren’t you? And there isn’t a god damned thing you can do about is, is there?” I grunted.

I pressed my chest to her back and moved my face beside hers. She turned her head to the side and widened her eyes. I pressed my hand against her mouth, continuing to muffle her voice into nothing but grunts.

“Fuck no there isn’t. You’re fucked. I’m taking that pussy whether you like it or not,” I growled into her ear.

“Because I can,” I whispered.

I began to fuck her hard, fast, and without reservation. The sound of my hips slapping against her ass echoed down the empty corridor. With each stroke in, I pulled her hair back, causing her to arch her back even more.

“You helpless little girl, what are you going to do to stop me? Huh?” I barked as I continued to fuck her.

“Nothing. That’s what I thought,” I said through my teeth as I worked myself in and out of her tight twat.

And I released her mouth from my grasp.

“Holy shit,” she wailed.

Instantly, her breathing became irregular and she began to grind her hips against me. Within a few seconds I felt her pussy contracting around my swollen shaft. I felt the tension building within me with each stroke, and I knew it would only be a matter of time…

“I’m going to come in you,” I said.

“Please don’t,” she breathed. “Please…let me…let me go…”

And that was it.

I arched my back, held my cock deep, and as she began to cry out into the room in pleasure, I erupted inside of her, filling her with all the proof I could that I felt the way I felt about her.

After we both collapsed onto the table and lay side by side breathing like we’d just finished a marathon, she turned her head to the side and gave her best pouty face.

“You don’t play fair,” she said, her bottom lip pushed out as far as she could push it.

I raised my head slightly and gazed down at her. “And you do?”

“I’m just a little girl,” she said with a laugh. “With a really tight pussy and a willing throat…”

I gazed down at my twitching cock. Just like that, she made me want more of her tight little pussy. She was clearly in control of my cock.

There was no doubt I was a big mean motherfucker in the eyes of the fellas and in the minds of all who encountered me. There weren’t a handful of men on earth who I believed could beat me in a fist fight, and none could handle a knife better than me.

But Sienna was turning me into a sexual twat with little stamina and no self-control, and there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it.

Damn I love this woman.

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