He said, "You're gorgeous.
He gave me a smile and went in to kiss me before I had time to grasp the significance of his kind words. He also grabbed and tore my underwear as he kissed me.
We were both aware of this terrain since it was known to us.
He moved back and shook his head as I attempted to grab his trousers. Instead, he stuck his hand between my legs and felt the soft, moist flesh. When he touched my face, his breath accelerated and his fingers expertly alternated between being forceful and delicate. He spoke in a deep, raw tone, praising my attractiveness and recognizing my provocative personality while using foul language. He took much pleasure in how I made him feel.
He said that he was addicted to the noises I produced during my climax.
