"Oh, Leslie, I’m going to make you feel so good."
The next mont, he scooped off the ground and positioned so that I was kneeling on the couch, holding on to one of the armrests.
He leaned on the couch with one knee and gripped his shaft in his hand.
"I want you to watch as you take my cock," he said looking into the mirror.
His words alone caused the wetness to drip down my thigh. I was so turned on that I was ready to do anything.
I turned my head and looked into the mirror, where I saw the side profile of my arched body and Christian’s huge cock in his hand.
The mont his eyes t mine through the reflection of the mirror, he pressed the tip against my entrance, leaning back slightly so that I could have maximum visual of what was happening.
I watched as best as I could as his cock pushed inside of , disappearing from sight.
The pleasure was so intense that my eyes watered while I gripped the arm of the sofa in front of .
"Fuck, you feel amazing," he said, tilting his head back.
I felt his large cock fill my insides completely, reaching all the way to my womb.
He gripped his fingers around my hips and began to thrust. The little amount of self-control went out the window as soon as he started, and each thrust beca harder and harder.
The addition of the mirror, which clearly showed what we were doing, added a lot to the experience, causing to want to be absolutely ravaged.
"Ah, Christian! Don’t stop," I cried out, knowing that the loud music would drown out my voice.
He thrusted with even more vigor, using his grip on my hips to pull back in rhythm with his thrusts.
"Oh, fuck Leslie. I just can’t get enough of you," he moaned and thrusted his entire length deep inside of .
Beads of sweat covered my body as I inhaled deeply to catch my breath. My breasts bounced with every thrust, causing to sway with the movents.
My mind was completely blank, only focusing on the sensations of him penetrating deep inside of .
I turned my head to glance into the mirror where I watched how Christian buried his cock inside of .
He noticed my glance and smiled, pulling out fully before ramming himself back inside, causing to let out a squeal.
My body tensed in preparation for another orgasm.
"Baby, I’m close," he breathed as he continued to thrust.
I felt the couch shift slightly from his movents, causing a creaking sound to screech through the room.
A mont later, there was a soft knock on the door. I barely heard it thanks to the loud music that was coming from the hall.
"Leslie, are you in there?"
I heard Morgan’s voice call for , and my eyes widened.
Oh no. Please don’t co in.
I panicked slightly, but Christian didn’t even pause for a mont.
"Leslie?"
I gripped the couch with my hands, "Yes, I’ll be out in a minute, just getting changed!"
My words managed to co out in a single breath.
"Baby, you’re so tight right now, it’s incredible," Christian said in a low voice.
"What was that? I couldn’t hear you," shouted Morgan.
"Nothing! I’ll be out in a few minutes!" I yelled once more, before covering my mouth to hold back my moan.
"Okay! I’m going to find Christian in the hall. et out there," she said and walked away.
Good luck on finding him, sister.
The mont she walked out, my orgasm hit like a brick. Every muscle in my body felt like it was convulsing as mind-numbing pleasure spread from my head to my toes.
"Ahhh," I scread, muffling the moan with my hands. I could clearly feel myself squeezing around Christian’s cock.
This was my most intense orgasm yet. Though I’ve never done drugs, I felt like I was high.
"Holy shit, you’re squeezing so hard," he breathed as he gripped my thighs as if for dear life.
The mont my orgasm finished, he pulled out and flipped so that I was lying on my back.
"Oh fuck, mmm," he moaned as he released his hot, sticky load all over my body.
After he ca, we briefly looked at each other in silence, taking a mont to co back down from the clouds.
He leaned over and began kissing with intense fervor, sucking and licking my lips in the process.
My body ignited once again. I knew that I could easily go for another round of blissful, rough sex, but Morgan was waiting for outside.
"Leslie, I don’t want to stop. I’m completely addicted," he whispered into my ear.
"I don’t either," I replied, my misty eyes begging him to put it in again.
He looked at with eyes full of desire. I could see that he wanted as much as I wanted him, but we both knew that our ti limit was approaching quickly.
"Remind your father about my overseas trip. Leslie, I’m going to take you with , and I swear I won’t stop until we’re both satisfied," he said in a very serious tone.
I felt butterflies in my stomach. This was the first ti I heard him ntion taking on that business trip, and I couldn’t help but feel excited.
"Also, the way you tightened when Morgan spoke was sothing I can’t describe. You love being a bad girl, don’t you?" he asked, placing another kiss on my lips.
Yes. I love it more than I care to admit.
After a long and passionate kiss, Christian stood up and helped wipe his cum off my chest. Thankfully, the dressing room had tissues and wet wipes, making it a little easier.
"I’ll head out first. Is there anything you need before I leave?" he asked, as he zipped his pants up.
I walked over and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts against his bare chest.
"Yes. I need you."
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