213. SEEMS FAIR TO ME
VICTORIA
He sounded so desperate that my hand slid down too, grabbing his cock over his pants and giving it a firm squeeze.
“Ssshh… baby, yes, yes… Mnnn, fuck, squeeze it harder. Aah, it’s yours, baby, all yours… Grrr…”
We looked like two total pervs, half-naked on that rooftop, swallowed by the dark and moving, driven by our lust.
The wet, rhythmic sound got faster and faster.
My pussy wouldn’t stop dripping. My clit was getting smashed under the panties that were buried so deep into me.
My mouth was being devoured, breath stolen with every kiss.
"Right there, baby, right there… aahhh, don’t stop, don’t stop…!"
"AAAHHH!"
I bit his lip hard when I felt the cramps shooting through my belly and the spasms pulsing in my pussy.
My thighs shot up, ass arching, hips trembling.
My tits bounced, my whole body shook, breaking in pure ecstasy.
I licked the crimson drops as my fangs lengthened, the urge to feed tearing me apart.
He tasted even better than I imagined—strong, intoxicating, spicy,