Jill's breath hitched, her nails digging into my chest as she began to ride me in earnest, her movements growing more frantic, more desperate. Her pussy was dripping, her juices running down my cock, her body trembling with the effort of taking me so deep.
[I can't stop … I won't stop …]
[I'm gonna milk his cock dry …]
[I want him to cum inside me… I want to feel his seed filling me up…]
[My pussy is so tight… so needy … it's begging for his cum…]
[I'm his… I'm his to use… to fuck … to ruin …]
Her pussy clenched again, her walls fluttering as another orgasm tore through her.
This time, she didn't even try to stifle her moans, her voice a broken, desperate cry—"Ahh… n-nn… f-fuck…"—as she came harder than before, her juices squirting out of her in hot, wet bursts.
The way her pussy pulsed around me, the way it squeezed me, was almost enough to push me over the edge.
[I'm cumming … I'm cumming so hard …]
[His cock is making me lose my mind…]
