“Fucking Wallbanger,” I hissed, frozed on the spot. His grin slid off as well as he played place-the-face for a moment. “Fucking Pink Nightie Girl.”
“His blood? From his nose?" I nodded, disgusted. "Good girl." His arms slid around me again. "God, you 're so fucking amazing.”
“You’ve been fucked before, huh?” he asked, angling her so that his piercing slid over her G-spot when he entered. “By the time I’m done, you’ll have reassessed your definition”
“He's scared, Zane." "Well he should join the fucking club.""Come on, Barnum""Ty, you are not the tiger whisperer," Zane hissed.”
“Wrapped around each other but now clad in a pink nightie and a pair of sweatpants. To be clear, I wore the pink nightie.”
“Oh fuck," he groaned, thrusting his cock harder against her. Grabbing her hips, he suddenly jerked her up and slid beneath her. "I want your pussy on my face." he said.~Slade”