Isra held on to him for dear life, and she knew that every security detail in the house tonight knew that their boss had just fucked a being who was definitely not human. The mansion shook with each orgasm and their panting carried on through the room. The sound of wetness as their bodies fused together drowned out the voice of reason that was screaming at her to get off this man.
But... he fucked her like he owned her ... and she wanted that, she wanted him to own every inch of her; to use her.
His hot tongue slithered over a nipple as his hand caressed the other tit. She bit down on her lip, hard, and her toes curled. His dick was pushing in and out of her and Isra felt herself coming over and over again on him.
A phone rang from somewhere in the room but he didn't even act like he heard. He placed his hands on her ass cheek and lifted her up. They had been at the footboard bench and now he carried her to his bed, laying her gently on her back. When Isra saw the hunger in her eyes, she knew they had only just begun; she became even more wet and had to clasp her thighs together. He wasn't having that; he pushed her legs apart with his knees.
"Don't do that" he whispered, as his lips came down on hers, she wrapped her legs around him; welcoming his cock into her. When she felt him enter her, she gasped, releasing her hot breath into his mouth, loving every push into her wet pussy.
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When the monsters come to play
RomanceWhen he took another teasing lick against the inside of her lips, she called out for him and satisfaction rolled off him in waves. Finally, he buried his tongue in her and she gratified him with more wetness. Arching her center into him. He buried h...
