Mechelle's POV
My clothes were torn apart by the rough Alexander, his rough and thick hands kneaded with brute force.
My fair thighs were forcibly parted by the man...
The torn clothes clung to my body, revealing the curves and tender flesh.
"Uh, uh... Ah—! Ah—ha... Ahh!!... Hahahaha!!!"
Alexander was like a beast exuding masculine hormones all over his body, his robust physique bursting with energy, his muscles tensed and bulging.
The massive object beneath his hips was enough to make my heart race.
My body, shivering in the torn clothes, my slippery and tender flesh, sucking on his crimson manhood fiercely, spraying with desire.
Being fiercely penetrated by Alex's low growls, submerged in the increasingly intense, increasingly ecstatic, and resisting union...
