67 Waiting

Olivia

The table screeches against the floor as his pace quickens and he pulls out of me and slams back into me relentlessly. I don’t know how long he’s been thrusting into me but I wish it would end. I wish it would just stop.

Shane pulls out of me and I can hear his deep breathing. He takes a few deep breaths trying to calm himself. His hand comes down on my ass and I jerk forward and a cry leaves my lips.

“You’re loving this as much as I am, aren’t you pet?” He murmurs as his cock slaps against my ass. I feel vile.

“Grip the table pet, I’m going to take you hard and fast,” he orders. I grip the sides of the table and thank the Goddess that no one I know can see me like this. His hands are gone and he thrusts into me so hard I jerk against the table. 

“You’re going to take this dick,” he pulls out and thrusts me again.

“We’re going to do this over and over again until you call me Master,” Shane pulls out of me and slams into me over and over again.