Page 460 of S is for SEX

Oh my fucking God, I can’t win.

“Sir. It’s your pussy sir!” I screamed.

I felt his hands on my hips. His fingers dug into my cavity beneath my hip bone. Instantly, he flipped me to my back. I looked up, startled. He was between my legs on his knees. He grabbed his cock in his hand and inched closer to me.

God he makes me want to just die fucking him.

Now, on my back, I inched my way onto my elbows, and admired his chest and abs. I could cum just watching him take his shirt off. Just kill me. Now. Just kill me.

On his knees he pressed the head of his cock past my lips and stopped. He leaned back and growled, while looking at the ceiling. Like a big pissed-off lion, he growled. As soon as his lungs were exhausted of their available air, he looked down into my eyes.

“Lesson time,” he screamed as he slapped himself on each side of his ass with his hands.

“Sir?”

“Lesson time. It’s fucking lesson time,” he laughed as he slid his hands inside of my calves.

He curved his arms, and picked up my legs, and inched his way, slowly, deeper inside of me. As his upper arms reached my inner leg, behind my knees, he raised my legs to his shoulders. With my ass in the air, he began to fuck me.

Like I was his property.

Like he owned me.

He rolled his shoulders forward, pressing my knees into my shoulders.

“Oh my fuck, Erik. I’m going to…”

“Cum.”

“Oh God, yes. Yes. Oh God…”

“I…just…Oh…”

“God. Yes…Yes…Yes…”

I closed my eyes and rolled them back into my head, until it began to spin. I felt like I was on a roller coaster. A cock coaster. I was riding the cock coaster. Oh my God. I just. Jesus. Peaks and valleys.

Peak. Holy fuuuuccck.

“I’m…I’m…Cum…”

“Cumming…cum. God yes, fuck me,” I begged.

“You own me, you big muscular tattooed prick. Shove me full. Fuck me like you own me. Please. Use me Erik, I’m your little slut. Fill me with cum.” I screamed as I opened my eyes and looked through my knees at him.

His jaw was clenched, and his stomach muscles flexed as he forced himself in and out of my wet pussy like it was his job to fuck me ragged.

He began fucking me like he was getting paid to do it.

That was all I needed, a glimpse of Erik Ead.

And. I. Came. Hard.

“Oh my fucking God….oh…my…God.”

I exhaled slowly and relaxed. I felt funny. I felt like I had to pee. Oh no. Something’s happening….

This orgasm is weird. Weird but…Oh…my…FUCKING…..GOD..

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