" Good Girl" His voice was deep, pride flowing in his tone, his right hand over her head as he patted it like the 'good girl' he referred her to.

Alora drew in several intakes of breath, trying to calm her racing heart, and ease her clammy thighs as her cum rolled down.

Her gaze lifted to his, taking in every detail of his face, storing them in her mind like it was new.

Davian moved closer, coming in-between her legs, he placed his hands at each of her side, his eyes dominant, his lip ...