Layla’s pov

I’m lost in the feel of his cock entering inside my folds. The way he pumped into me, feeding my greedy pussy.

I’m soaking wet, dripping and I’m certain I was making a perfect mess on his cock.

He’s grunting behind me, enjoying the way I wrapped around him and hugged around him. It feels perfect, the way we fit together, the way we align.

My mind is blurred with only thoughts about him and how good he feels inside me.

“Ohh,” I sighed when he rolled his hips, pushing up into me until I gripped around his entire length. Locking him in

side me.

My stomach is knotting, my pussy is tightening around him and I’m panting. The desperation to cling to every inch of his cock is mindblowing. It feels as if I wanted him to stay inside me for a very long time, perhaps even forever. And that scared me.

Tyler looks down to stare at his cock disappearing into Layla’s tight little pussy. He groans when he pulls out, only to see her gripping around his hard length glistening with her warm juices.

She’s taking him so well for this being the third time he’s fucking her. She was still so tight but Tyler had a feel ing that Layla would always feel this tight.

But what he didn’t understand was how much he was getting even hungrier when it comes to her. He didn’t un derstand how every time he took her, his quench for her only got worst until he was literally burning.

That first time entering her was supposed to quench his first. He was supposed to not crave her so much. Not itch for her. Not burn for her.

But it has only gotten worst to the point he was embar rassed to admit that he was getting obsessed with needing her by his side. Needing to taste her. Needing to connect with her.

Tyler knew this wasn’t good. Surely it wasn’t good. He was letting his guard down, something he hadn’t done with anyone else. No girl had managed to make his guard crum ble.

pressing his fingers in her skin, and pushed into the tight yet soft

body

He groaned under his breath, cursing as he

pussy

drugged by the feel of it around him. And the taste too, let’s

He knew this one was going to be powerful. Because somehow, the third time being inside her felt even better than the first and the second, and that was saying

thing.

him and he watch with pure satisfaction and desire as she refused to let

a greedy little pussy his

around her and pushed his fingers between her thighs, and then began to

softly as she pushes

he’d fill

if she continues like

grinning anymore he focused on

Tyler Wood for christ’s sake! He didn’t cum before any

hope he can. That would be embarrassing again if he manages to cum before he felt the gripping of her pussy and felt the warmth of

nearly whimpering when his balls tugs painfully. A red light, a warning light flashed in his mind as he felt Layla’s pussy gripping around his

harder into her, loving the way her pussy juice sounded when he pounded into her tight little opening he was stretching

he want to so badly cum inside

never fucked bare, he would never. But now he was fucking Layla without a condom and he even had the itching to mark her pussy with his

WANTED

this to him. But he feared what she was doing to him even more. He never felt this

to him. And that

groaned, absolutely going

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