The crackling fire warmed the room and also gave the place a different feeling. Romantic? Perhaps that was the word for it, but Emma was many things, and romantic was not one of them. She looked for rough sex, not romanticism!
Emma was on the bed with her ass aimed high at the ceiling. She used both of her hands to stretch her vagina, and her liquids dripped from it, hitting the blankets. She did not mind.
"Please," she said, staring at Damian with a slutty face. "Destroy my pussy!"
That was not a request she had to make. Damian would do that no matter what! He planned on getting into a long dungeon-delving exploration, so who knows how long until he sees Emma again? He wanted to make that night as special as it could.
Damian used one of his hands to hold his dick for better aiming, and then he moved forward, penetrating inside her vagina. The moment he did that, Emma moaned, and her eyes rolled with pleasure.
