Dace fucked me against the wall, hammering into me aggressively and all that filled the bathroom walls were our moans and intense skin slapping. It felt so fucking good and loved how wild he took me… as if trying to make up for going away, a way of showing me how much he misses me and I let him.
I have lost count of how many times I came or switched positions, he fucked me behind like a wild animal. While standing as he lowered me up and down his cock. Out of the showers but against the bathroom wall and in the room wall, before we finally made it to bed.
My legs over his shoulders, his grip on my waist tightly and hoisting me to the point only my back laid on the bed as he lunges into me. I was heaving, unable to catch my breath and he just kept going, I felt him twitch and I knew he was close, his thrusts got rougher to the point I heard the bed creak so hard I thought the bed might fall apart.
