Si woo
"God, you feel so good," I groaned, leaning over him, biting his shoulder, and he whined, "Harder, please, I need…. " "Need what? Say it," I interrupted, slamming in, and he cried out, "You, fuck, I need you!" It was chaotic, him yelling demands through tears, me mocking him with rude comments, "That's right, cry for my cock, so funny how you fold." But the sadness in his voice, that deep regret mixed in, made me flip him over suddenly, wanting to see his face, pulling out quickly with him gasping at the lossbthen rolling him onto his back, legs over my shoulders, sliding back in deep.
"Look at me," I demanded, and he did, eyes wet, angry, horny, all of it. I kissed him then, mouth hard on his, tongue invading like I owned him, tasting the remnants of milk and cum on his lips, and he kissed back fierce, biting my lip, "You taste like my ass gross," he snapped between kisses, making me laugh into his mouth, "Your ass, dumbass, and how do you even know how ass tastes omg."
