《The Pussyfooting Prostitute [ManxMan] [Mpreg] ✔》S Is For Seduction [Part 2]
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After I passed out, I woke up to Drakos kissing me and rubbing me down with his heated hands.
We were lying in bed naked and I felt his fully erect cock nudge my ass. I moaned lowly as he slid in with ease, sinking in balls deep with a content shudder. He spooned me from behind as he caressed my nipples and kissed my shoulder.
"My liare." He whispered in my ear as he began to fuck me.
I closed my eyes and gasped out, clutching the bedsheets. This felt so fucking good. His cock fulfilled me beyond explanation. I couldn't think straight, colored spots littered my vision as he rammed my ass, growling in my ear like a sex crazed animal.
I moved my hips in a snake-like motion, alternating the fuck to a pleasurable height. "You like that?" I moaned, loving how his cock felt inside me. My ass twitched and took his cock with delight.
"Yes, baby," His lips parted, showing his sexy little fangs as he cupped my neck and licked my earlobe.
I loved this. Whatever he was doing to me, I fucking loved it down to my soul. Each thrust filled an aching void in my body that threatened to consume me. My head felt light and my body shook as sharp bolts of pleasure struck my me repeatedly, filling my veins and gathering in my tight, hot cock.
"Drakos," I whimpered when he suddenly flipped me over on to my stomach, straightening my legs and placing them together, dominating me roughly from behind.
His muscles bulged and his veins popped out, trailing all over his tanned body. He slicked his hair back with one hand while the other held my waist as he slid in and out of my ass cheeks, enjoying the view as he monopolized me.
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I loved looking back at him. I loved watching him lose control in my ass that held him like a vice grip. His eyes held me smolderingly with lust, crimson eyes that glowed like neon lights at night.
"Are you going to fuck me all night?" I tilted my head back and gazed at him charmingly.
"Oh no, baby. I'm fucking you into next week if my heat allows." His strong arms held me firmly as his thrusts became more erratic.
I opened my mouth and a silent scream that came out as a strangled gasp instead, escaped my lips.
"What about our baby?" I asked, afraid that I might miscarry again.
"Nothing will happen to it. Intercourse is safe. If it wasn't, I wouldn't have my phallus shoved deep in your honey pot right now." He chuckled.
"Honey pot?" I quirked a brow, amusingly.
"Yes, honey pot." Then came a hard thrust that had me gasping, our conversation long forgotten.
He switched positions again and this time, he made me straddle him facing the other way with his arms folded behind his head.
I glanced back at him and he raised a brow. "Put those hips to work." He said, getting comfortable on the array of pillows. I held on to his thighs and eased myself slowly on to his cock, biting my lips as his extraordinary girth stretched me.
"I like the way your ass gobbles up my cock. This view is quite enticing. Now move, baby. Let me feel the clenching your innards." He spanked my ass and I yelped feeling a sick thrill from that.
I began to move, raising my hips in a gyrating motion and bringing it down as I played with his balls. His cock twitched in my ass and a gush of cum coated inside, a warm sensation that send shivers through my body.
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I moved my hips languidly, slowly, sensually twisting his cock with my tight grip, erecting moans and praises from his lips.
His hands were suddenly on my waist and he speared me deeply. I bit back a startled cry almost toppling over the edge of the bed when he sat up and pushed me down head first, fucking me from behind.
"You're not selling your body anymore. No more hookups. You belong to me!" He growled, holding on to my waist as he drove his point in literally.
"Yes, yes!" I agreed, not caring about what he said. The tightness in my balls was rising and I needed to cum badly.
"Mine!" He growled possessively, spanking my ass.
A hot gush of cum splattered across the sheets from my aching cock. Whatever you say, daddy. I'll be whatever you want as long as you fuck me good like you're doing now.
"I want your cum!" My delirious mind sputtered. What the fuck is wrong with me?
"You shall have it, always." He promised, serving my ass a barbaric fuck that had me clenching my teeth and groaning my final release. He continued to fuck me even after my voice broke and I screamed out from my eruptive orgasm that almost blinded my vision.
His grip tightened around my waist and he slammed into me with one more fatal thrust before he released an animalistic snarl that shook me to the core.
He gave me his fluid offering. Gush after gush after gush. His arms fell beside on the bed as he breathed out heavily, thrusting slowly as he rode out the last waves of his pleasure.
"Take it all," He said softly, his hips rocking slowly, happily pumping his seed into my ass.
I sighed contentedly, accepting his cock juice with a sense of submission. He kissed me from my neck, down to my back, stroking my hips as the last remnants of his seed spilled into their sanctuary.
He finally pulled his flaccid cock out, unleashing a gush of semen that dribbled from my ass. I whimpered as the pain rose from his departure.
"Hush, baby," He soothed, getting down on his knees, lapping up whatever got loose from my bruised hole.
I moaned, unable to help myself. His tongue and lips felt good on my ass and the way he licked it up so greedily made my body tremble with aftershocks of pleasure.
After he licked the final drop of semen, I glanced back at him, my breath catching in shock at his ramrod cock that stood up in the air like a fucking flagpole.
I'm fucked.
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