Control The Uncontrollable // The Acolyte

87. Shower

Qimir never claimed himself to be a good man, and he would never would. He was selfish, most of the time only thinking of what could better him. He lacked concern for others. Emptahy wasn't on his vocabulary. Then you came along to his life, changing his world view. Suddenly he did care... or at least most of the time. One thing hadn't changed. Qimir was a man of desire, and if he wanted something, he was going to get it - even how much you would whine about it.

"Qimir my legs," you whimpered.

He couldn't stand how lazy you were. Your legs were shaking, after he had let you cum already once on his thick cock. It was selfish of you to not desire to work as hard as him, for him to achieve such glory. He knew you where whining in both pleasure and overstimulation, it was beautiful to see the confusion embrace your face. He thrusted in, and let you feel all of him inside of your tight pussy. Qimir smiled a little, looking over at your face so close to his, tightening his grip around your neck.

"Is it too much for you?" He asked.

You nodded desperately.

"Your legs are shaking," He whispered, letting his other hand fall between your legs, slowly beginning to rub your clit, causing your face to twitch in confusion of the emotions fueling you up.

"Is it because of my cock?" Now his lips was touching your ear, as he whispered the sinister words.

"Mmmhm, mmm, it's-it's ahh" you moaned, unable to finish your sentence.

"Too big?" He questioned.

You nodded desperately.

He smiled weakly, and let his length move outside of you. Carefully, he let his hands off you. He studied your back, as you were finally in control of your own body. Honestly he feared, that your body would fall to the floor the second he let go. A smile grew on his lips.

"You okay?" Qimir asked.

Your turned your head over your shoulder, looking back at him with an embarrassed smile across your face.

"Yeah," you said shortly.

"Good," he said, taking your arm and turning you around.

You were a fool if you thought the two of you were done. He let his hands fall down your curves, to your thighs,

"That's very good," he whispered.

He lifted you up, and placed you on his throbbing cock. A loud moan left your lips, almost sounding like a battle cry of the shock. You were a fool, if you truly thought the two of you were done. Your legs were shaking? They were tired? Okay, so Qimir didn't need them. What he needed was you, and your glorious tight whole. Your hands clawed themselves around his neck. Your whole upper body was glued into him.

"You need to learn something love," Qimir leaned his head back, as he began to lift you up and his big cock.