Forbidden Collection
He slammed in deeper, angling to hit that spot that made my vision white out.
Suddenly he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach. Grass stained my knees, my cheek pressed to the cool earth. He fisted my hair, yanking my head back, and rammed back in again—harder, faster, the slap of skin echoing through the garden .
“Take it—take every fucking inch, my naughty Kim ,” he grunted, spanking my ass until it stung hot and red. “Gonna breed this tight , sweet hole—gonna fill you till you’re dripping my cum.”