Garden of Sins

She groans and her head sinks between her shoulders.

“Hm,” I say and position myself at her pussy. With my tip, I stroke it, making her whimper.

Careful.

“Would he do such a thing?” With that, I thrust hard into her.

She screams with pleasure. I grin a little and grab her tighter so that her flesh is squeezed between my fingers.

“Fuck,” she mumbles and throws her head back. Her long hair spreads all over the place, but I leave it for now.

“Would he...” I slide my thumb down her coccyx, right between her ass cheeks, and press the tip into her back entrance while simultaneously thrusting my hips forward, “…do this?”

She gasps, “OH, MY GOD!”

Wordlessly, I smile and let my head fall back, enjoying how she feels around me. Enjoy how she moans as I slowly fill her again and again, and faster and faster, I push my thumb up her ass. Soon, I will be in there with something else.

But I am waiting.

I must.

I withdraw completely from her and push hard into her several times in a row. She keeps stretching her ass towards me because she wants more and more. I don’t like that. So, I push her down by her tailbone and she mumbles something to herself.

I wrap her wet, sweaty hair around my fist and pull her head back. Her gaze is veiled with pleasure, her eyes sparkle, and her pupils are still huge.

Shit.

Right now, I’m thinking about fucking her mouth next when the door quivers on its hinges because someone is hammering against it.

And that someone is certainly anything but amused.

Caden, you fucking cock blocker!