It was burning, but the feeling of myself melting around him was possessing me. He was delighting with the painful but pleasured look I had on my face...and the way I was groaning. Owen was loving the way he was inflicting his will upon me, I could feel that. And I also loved it. At that moment I couldn't figure if it was the drug, if it was me, but I would do or let him do anything he wanted.When my groans indicated I wasn't suffering anymore, he prolonged his thrusts, reaching further into me,. Meanwhile, my hands travel to your pants covered pussy. I start massaging you through your pants. You begin to grind your hips into my hand as you pull my head tight to your tits. I rub harder, forcing your paints into your pussy, creating a camel toe. Your pants start to feel damp with your wetness. You let out a moan and I stop. I warn you to be quite, or else then go back to your tits. I start to pull you by your pussy to where I threw your shirt. Once there, I spin you around and push you. More

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