I wanted to tell her how good she felt, despite the heated exchange we were having. Maybe even because of it. I knew I was begging again, but it didn't matter. This was an angry fuck. There was no dressing it up as anything else. I felt like a man stripped completely down to his primal instincts. Like she must just have really good pussy. But even as I fucked her like I didn't care, I knew better. By now, she should too. She needed me. I needed her. We were completely fucked without each other. "You're my whore, my princess, my fucking world. Mine. Everything you are is fucking mine. I will do anything to keep you, so fucking get over it," I said, feeling her pussy walls clench around my dick. "I'm coming. I'm coming so fucking hard," she screamed, her head falling back, her eyes rolling back, her whole body going limp next to mine before she shook against me. She had me thinking about the first time sh
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