You knew it was a bad idea. From the moment you spotted her in the bar, lounging against the wall, h
You knew it was a bad idea. From the moment you spotted her in the bar, lounging against the wall, hunting for someone to bring home. It wasn’t just the aura of sensuality that followed her that drew you in, but something more. A hunger, a need.
She seemed almost excited when you asked her back to your place. That was when you knew you no longer had any control. You don’t even remember undressing. You remember the heat of her mouth as she got you harder than you ever remember, the pleasure so intense you thought your mind was going to explode. You have a dim memory of being thrown to the bed and mounted, your entire world dissolving down to the point where your cock was swallowed by her body. And you remember cumming. You remember cumming again and again, till you were drained beyond all rational measure. Till every twitch of your cock ached as you tried to give her what wasn’t there, even as she continued to ride.
And now, as she sits at the edge of your bed, smoothly dressing herself as if you’d both slept all night, as you lay there, struggling to breathe amidst your sweat soaked sheets, you can’t help but wonder if the horns you’re seeing on her head are real. But even if they were, you can’t help but agree. “Soon” can’t come soon enough…
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