"Come on, beg me for it." Paul slapped her ass as hard as he can, making a sound that was drowned out by the immediate scream that left Emma's lips.
But still, no begging words came out of Emma's mouth.
It maddened Paul making him become more rough to get what he wanted.
Paul pulled her up to him and licked along the side of her face. He wanted her to talk about cock and pussy. He wanted her to moan around his cock, letting out breathy little gasps as he shove it down her throat.
"Oh, God." She stalled in his grasp as he slapped at that ass again, delivering four more to wake her dirty little mouth up.
"Tell me you want me to fuck you, dirty girl." Emma squirmed, and tears started springing from her eyes as Paul pulled her upright and sink his fingers inside her.
The feel of her on his hands made him yank on her pussy and his other finger pushed in to widen her hole. "You desperate?"
"Oh, God." She held her breath.
