Page 66 of Cry Baby

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Fuck fuck fuck.

“Yes. That’s right. Get so wet for me. I’ll make you drown in my come just like you wanted when you stalked me tonight.”

More grunts.

So many that I started counting as each thrust blocked the sound.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Faster…

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Harder…

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve.

I needed more.

More…

More…

More…

I was seeing stars, and the man beneath me was going limp. With a growl, I stopped pressing my thighs so tightly against his throat and let him choke on my dick alone.

I didn’t let go

Not yet.

So close.

“Fuck, Pig. Squeal for me.”

“You freak! I’ll kill you!” he managed to force out.

Just like that, my come was painting his tongue.

I didn’t have long to revel in my victory because he was throwing me onto the ground and pummeling me into the dirt, my own come dripping off his chin as he roared at me like a beast. “How fucking dare you touch me!”

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