'She liked it.' A faint smug appeared on Paul's face.
'She tried to hide the orgasm that rocked through her by shutting that pretty little mouth of hers, but in front of me it was no use.'
Remembering her pussy constricted around him like a vine while pleading for filling her stomach with his cum as it tried to squeeze every last drop out of him, his smug grew even bigger. She widened her legs to get more of his cock. She tried to fool him like she was not enjoying it, like she did not like it as if it was a waste of time.
'She loved it as much as I did.'
Right now Paul was trying to work. Since he had finally fucked her to his full, he was expecting to return all of his focus to work but he was still unable to think of anything except the pussy he had tasted. His slave was stealing all of his brain space with her soft brown hair and full hips.
