บท 122: 122) Cheating Pig

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"Ah fuck baby. Don't stop," Edward moaned loudly with the side of his face pressed against the mattress. "Harder," he panted as I held his hand and interlocked our fingers. It was Tuesday morning and Edward was supposed to be getting ready for work but instead he ended up kissing me so hard we somehow ended up fucking. 

He was on his stomach with his legs wide open whilst I took him from the back. His body constantly writhing and squirming underneath me as I fucked him vehemently. For the past week this had become a weird routine for us. I did not mean it was weird because we were having sex every day, but because Edward had been bottoming every time.