He tore back the comforter, she was half asleep. Her eyes opened wide when he grabbed a fist full of hair and turned her onto her stomach. She was needed. He reached through her legs and played with her clit until it was as erect as he was. He moaned his urgency into her hair as he reached over her shoulder, grabbed firmly of her breast, and thrust himself deeply into her.
The animalistic thrusting rocked the bed. His hunger overtook her. Her craving to serve, to be taken, to be his toy was as arousing as his movements. She was his to take.
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