getting ruined by that old man would cure me…
“Oh!” you gasped breathlessly.
He smirked down on you as he continued to push himself into your slick folds.
You bit your lip, trying to control your breathing. It would be humiliating to confess it had been so long that you had almost forgotten the sensation; but you were also convinced you had rarely, if ever, experienced such a stretch.
“You feel so good,” you murmured, brushing your lips against his as you ran your hands through his greying locks.
He pulled out almost completely, then thrust back in.
“As do you…So wet and needy. All this for me?”
Trying to ignore the heat rising in your face, you braced your feet against the mattress so that you could angle yourself to take full advantage of his length.
His body pressed against you, hips bucking into yours again and again, his cock filling you perfectly, teasing your clit, thrusting against your most sensitive spot.
You tried to fight it, longing to extend the pleasure, but all too soon, you came, moaning his name in pathetic ecstasy as your cunt clenched around his cock.
“I’m flattered,” he said with a grin, dispelling your unspoken embarrassment at having reached your high so quickly. “Let’s see how many more I can get from you tonight…”
