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.

hips, pressing his fingers in her skin, and pushed into the

her body that cradled

him holding her even tighter. He groaned

Her pussy felt so

the feel of it around him. And the taste

re lease. 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,

thing.

satisfaction and desire as she refused to let

greedy little pussy his Layla has. Such

his hand around her and pushed his fingers between her thighs, and

softly as

so he’d

she continues like this he’d

anymore he focused on not

cum before any girl. He could hold his

manages to cum before he felt the gripping of her pussy and felt the warmth of her release around

grunted, nearly whimpering when his balls tugs painfully. A red light, a warning light flashed in his mind as he felt

her, loving the way her pussy juice sounded when he

does he want to so badly cum

never. But now he was fucking Layla without a condom and he even had

WANTED to do it with a desperation he didn’t

what she was doing to him even more. He never felt this way, never craved someone so badly before. Never did a lot of

him. And that

going crazy because of

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