The Computer Repairman And The Lonely Housewife

One hot finger massages my throbbing clit while two more stroke the moist folds of my opening. The pressure at my entrance increases and my body tenses up again. His teeth bared with the strain, he pounds me harder and faster, his body slapping audibly against mine. My lungs scream for air, unable to draw a full breath. A millisecond after I realize this, he nips at my neck with those sharp teeth of his and I’m thrown over the edge. Rolling off me and onto his bed properly, he drags me with him so that now I’m lying on top of him, the movement causing his seed to trickle down my thigh. A millisecond after I realize this, he nips at my neck with those sharp teeth of his and I’m thrown over the edge.