I groaned even louder, hips slamming harder, still pretending I was completely overwhelmed by how good her tight wet cunt felt. The wet, filthy sound of our bodies meeting grew louder and more frantic.
"I'm gonna cum… Jill… I can't hold back… your pussy is too good… it's squeezing me so tight… I can feel it milking me… every flutter… every pulse… fuck… it's going to make me cum…"
Jill moaned in panic, voice high and desperate, but her body betrayed her completely.
"Aaaah no… Young Master… pull out…!"
But even as the words left her mouth, her heels locked tightly around my waist, ankles crossing and pulling me deeper, refusing to let me escape. Her thighs trembled against my sides. Her thoughts were the complete opposite of her voice.
[Am I making him so excited…? He's gonna cum again… inside me…]
I came hard. " I can't hold back anymore, Jill.. I am sorry..."
Thick heavy ropes of cum pumped deep into her pussy, flooding her womb in strong rhythmic spurts.
