[Margaret's Perspective]
I couldn't help but press my thigh against Donald's p*nis. I squirmed crazily in his arms.
At this moment, lust completely dominated my mind. I only wanted to melt into Donald's body. We were supposed to be one.
Donald reached out and rubbed my lower body vigorously. I was almost hanging off Donald's body. His hard and hot thing was pressing against my thigh. I wriggled my butt in that direction and kept moaning in my throat.
I heard Donald gasp. His big hand pressed against my waist and he bit my lower lip in punishment. "Don't move," he said in a low voice.
"I—I want you—"
"I know." Donald licked the place where he had just bitten.
I stuck out my tongue to hook his. He accepted it all with a smile and silenced the moan I was about to make.
Donald rolled over with me in his arms and pressed me under him.
