James
Michael twists at a nipple, raising a howl from her. “That’s a good sound,” he says as her pussy clenches around me and a groan escapes me.
“I like that sound,” says Michael. “What about you James?”
Christ, yes….
“Oh, I like that sound too.”
“Thought so. Let’s hear more of it.” He reaches down to the vee of her thighs, probing in with a couple of fingers, then levels his face with hers. “This is going to hurt…. Just thought you’d like to know that.”
He smiles wickedly at me, a mere moment’s warning before his eyes drop to point at where he has her clit between forefinger and thumb….
He pinches hard and she screams and bucks, taking me with her.
“That’s good….” mutters Michael. “That’s what we want to hear. You, screaming. Let’s see if we can improve on that, shall we.” His wrist twists and this time she jerks, convulses and goes into orgasm.