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King ripped my leggings.
He ripped my freaking leggings.
A pair of demanding fingers run up and down my entrance, the soaked through cotton giving me away.
King groans again as he hooks his fingers around the edge of my panties and pulls them to the side. His thumb swipes up my slit and across my slippery bud, making me hold him tighter.
“So fucking wet.” His thumb is replaced with something bigger. Blunter. “And so fucking mine.”
King shoves his hips forward.
The invasion is immediate.
His thickness more than I’ve ever had. My pussy stretching around him.
And the sound that leaves me is half scream, half ecstasy.
He’s so deep. So damn deep.
And I’m so fucking full.
“That’s it wife.” King pulls out, then slams back in. “Take all of me.”
Him calling mewife, while he’s buried inside of me, sends shivers dancing across my skin.
King grabs my hips and yanks me further onto his dick.
“You were fucking built for me,” he grunts. “So snug. So perfect.”
I can’t stop moaning. Can’t stop the sounds that are being fucked out of my chest.
I turn my face into him and press my lips against his neck, breathing him in. Inhaling his familiar scent.
“So hot for it.” His pace is picking up. His hips slapping forward into mine. The hole in my leggings tearing further with each movement. And all I can do is hold on.
The next time he shoves inside me, a jolt shoots up my spine, and I cry out. Swearing he bottomed out. My noise bouncing off the walls around us.
“Better keep quiet, Baby. You wouldn’t want all those men out there hearing you.”
My body reacts on its own. My pussy clenching hard around his length.
Oh god, why do I want that?
“Fuuuuck.” King lifts his head, and rocks his hips. “You like that, Savannah?” He raises the volume of his voice just a little bit louder. “You want someone to walk in here. To see you like this.” He uses his grip on my hips to bounce me on his cock. “You want someone to watch me fuck you with this big dick?”
CHAPTER41
King
My wife isa freak and it’s about to make me come.
Wrapping my arms around her, I pull us away from the wall.
Still inside her, with her body tight against mine, her legs around my waist, I can feel every shudder, every tensing muscle.
“I can feel you dripping down my dick.” I tell her, with my lips against her ear, turning toward the bed. “I ask you if you want someone to watch me fuck you and your whole pussy flutters around my cock.” Savannah moans into my shoulder. “I’d do that for you, Honey. If it makes you this fucking hot, I’d do it for you.”
I let go of my wife, and she drops back onto the mattress.