Shit. I’ve to cease, must decelerate. However I can’t. I can’t make myself.

I attain right down to her pants, determined to be in her pussy.

Fuck, she’s sporting some form of difficult ass pants with clasps and buckles.

I seize a knife from my pocket.

“Don’t transfer,” I inform her, forcing myself to remain calm.

She freezes. I really feel like I can’t breathe as I flick the knife out and thoroughly lower by means of the clasps and buckles so I can tear the pants from her physique.

I rip the pants off, my hand brushing towards her pussy as I do, and I can really feel her wetness even by means of her panties and I can’t assist groaning with want for her, deep and determined, aching to say her and make her mine once more.

I put one hand on the again of her neck, pulling her nearer to me in order that her physique is underneath mine. Her hair spills over my arm, making my insides clench with want.

I take out my dick, my want for her relentless and pressing.

I nearly blow with that first plunge into her, the best way her pussy grips my dick and her legs wrap tightly round my again.

Her breasts are heat and full on my arms, and I can really feel myself about to cum.

Fuck. I really feel like a teenage boy, unable to manage myself.

My arms tighten on her, attempting to decelerate. However I can’t cease myself from taking her harshly, her tits shaking each time I pound into her.

I have a look at her and her cheeks are flushed and her respiratory heavy. She’s not holding out on me. She’s nearly at her peak. She’s simply not fairly there but. I can really feel her orgasm twisting in her stomach, rising in energy.

I can’t bear to return with out feeling her on my dick first.

However I can’t presumably maintain on for much longer.

What will get ripped out of me is one thing I’ve by no means mentioned to anybody in my life.

Please.

I can really feel her startle beneath me as my load hovers irresistibly, mere seconds away from blowing.

I repeat it once more.

Please, I growl, one hand on the again of her neck as my tongue greedily devours her.

Please nonetheless be mine.

Please let your physique nonetheless be thoughts to command.

I hear a sudden mewling moan after which she’s pulsating round my dick, gripping and milking my dick as I come, roaring in aid as I fill her, my arms tight in my worry and aid.

* * *

I’ve to inform her about what occurred on the day of the assault as we bathe collectively.

She cries on my chest, and her tears are filled with rage and anger.

And energy.

“It was my job to maintain them protected,” she says, her head drooping.

“It’s not your fault,” I say, giving her a pointy little shake.

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