บท 125: Why am I Here?

She licked it a little more and then she closed her lips around it. She started moving her tongue over it as she slid up and down. He pulled his hand from her face to grip the headboard of her bed where he dug his claws. He thrust his shaft into her mouth, going absolutely mindless. Her nails dug in his thighs and she sucked him harder. Up and down. Up and down. His wife was on fire and he wanted to burn in that fire. He wanted to come hard and it was extremely difficult to hold. He let out curses under his breath when she squeezed his balls a little and sucked him. Tremors cruised through his body. He wanted to release in her mouth, in her sheath and over her body. He wanted to mark her with his color. Suddenly, he felt her grazing his cock with her fangs and that was the last he could bear. He roared and came inside her mouth, bucking his hips uncontrollably. In his palms the headrest pulverized. Pleasure surged through him, draining all his tension and stress out.