RIN
"Fuckfuckfuck!"
He is everywhere. I don't know where I end and he begins.
Rex is so deep inside me that I swear I can feel him in my lungs. He has folded me like a pretzel, spalted wide and spread all for him.
To take me.
To ruin me.
To paint me as he likes, fuck me as he wants and all I can do is take it.
Take it all and ask for more because that's what I am.
An insatiable slut.
He lets go of my legs, and I think I am crying when he slides out of me, the lube squelching and sliding in between my cheeks and to my inner thighs before he picks my body like I weigh nothing.
To my front before lifting my ass.
I get on my knees, whole body shaking, spent but he hasn't come even once.
Even after making me come twice now, he is still rock hard, painfully so, but I don't complain.
How can I, when I am clenching around emptiness, needing him to fill me up again and fuck me stupid all over again?
