Confessions

Confession: 162

I call it a monster because when its inside my anal I fear my addiction. Soft pumps start the party as I grip the sheets in submission. No words from me, just sensual moans as he goes deeper than before. Then the ultimate feeling, riding the monster as it goes into my anal. My legs lock around his as he goes wild inside me. Disconnection to connection, we fuck like this all the time. As I ride to the highest climax, he bites my cheek softly. No real love but in love with our bodies as we fuck all night.

 

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