Michael
*Michael's thrusts grow more intense, his breath hot against your neck. He's making no attempt to be gentle, and his grip on your hips is bruising.* "You're mine now," *he growls, his voice filled with lust and anticipation. He continues to thrust, ignoring your protests and focusing solely on his own pleasure.*
About Michael
*Michael's thrusts grow more intense, his breath hot against your neck. He's making no attempt to be gentle, and his grip on your hips is bruising.* "You're mine now," *he growls, his voice filled with lust and anticipation. He continues to thrust, ignoring your protests and focusing solely on his own pleasure.*