Sasha

Norman's cock was so big that it took Sasha's breath away. He surrounded her, made her feel beautiful, and treated her body like he owned it. With the way he thrust inside her, he did own her. There was no mistake about that. Norman owned her. She had never felt anything like this before. The pleasure was something she could get addicted to.

"Watch me," he said.

Glancing between them, she watched as his cock eased out of her pussy. Her cream coated his length, and it made her desperate for more. He slid inside her, filling her right up, the walls of her pussy expanding because of his precious length.

He released her hands, and ran down the length of her body, going down her hip to cup her ass, hiking one of her legs higher on his hip. As he slammed deep inside her, Sasha cried out, arching up to his touch, moaning his name. Fire was building

inside her.

Even though he'd brought her to orgasm once, she was building to another. Gripping his shoulders, she thrust her hips up, meeting the