His Second Wife by Favor V April

I didn’t thrust any further. I just brushed her hair back with my fingers. I could feel her squeezing her legs together, which was impossible because I was wedged between her thigh bones. I took in a deep breath and tried to move a little, and she arched back and winced, but I pulled her back and claimed her lips. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks. I am angry, but I don’t want her to feel worse than she already is. If I say anything right now she will tell me about how I never saw her as a woman. I began thrusting gradually, being cautious not to go all in. I looked at her teary eyes and I just knew the counter would cause her more pain, so I lifted her from the counter with my cock still in her kitty and headed to her room. I positioned her in her bed.

“Camille, do you want me to stop?”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head in frustration. I drew her legs apart and slid between her thighs to place myself between them. I rubbed my shaft against her entrance. I leaned in to claim her lips as I thrust my cock deep into her, and she sought to close her legs once more, then I pushed my cock farther into her. I gently devoured her little cunt, my speed increasing with each thrust. I located her tit and snatched her into my mouth, plunging deep into her. She attempted to close her legs once more.

“Open your legs, Princess.”

That is, what I muttered as I placed her breast in my mouth and began pumping more forcefully. She screamed out loud. I understand that I was a little hard with her, but she will grow used to it in no time. As I plunged deeply into her, one of my hands clutched the back of my waist and the other grasped her hips. She braced herself on the bed, pushing herself back onto me, meeting my thrusts. She was screaming and yet doing things that made me not slow down. Her walls were closing in on me, and I could feel it.

“Shit! You are really going to be the death of me, Princess.”As she crammed herself around me, I let out a harsh groan. “That’s right, baby. Squeeze my cock. You take me so well. So fucking tight. I’ll never be able to have enough of you.” Her pussy was so precisely clutching my cock that I lost myself in her. What were once screams became grunts as she met with my thrusts. Her hands, which had previously gripped the bedsheet, sprang to clasp my flexing ass, causing me to dive farther deeper into her.

“Chris, please. Harder!” She was no longer even pretending to be quiet. Our groans and cries echoed throughout the room. Every time I plunged into her, the sound of my cock slamming against her cunt, the sound of my balls smashing against her ass was what could be heard echoing in the room. I moved both my hands to grip her hips, picking up speed. “I fucking love your pussy. So fucking tight and all mine.”

she cried out. Only yours.

Holy Hell!

innocence. I began thrusting deep into her while swaying my hips to explore her small, tight

“My God! Oh, Chris!”

thighs, giving her my entire being as I scooped up her left leg, bending it onto the bed, and allowing my cock

Fuck! Papa, Liam!” She let

she truly calling me what I had just heard, or was I primarily imagining what she spewed

Yeah baby, call

Holy Hell!

be the death of me. I went in closer to fiddle with her earlobe this time because I wanted

“Oh, God! “Papa Liam.”

Fuck!

body against the wall with her legs wrapped around my waist and started going in with all my might. Her hands rushed to the back of my neck as she began responding to each of my thrusts. She threw back her head, exposing her neck, and fuck! I began devouring her neck, wishing I could leave a love bird behind as I sunk my cock deep

Papa Liam,