Axton

"Call me, Axton." I fingered her harder and faster. She dug her nails into my upper arms, mewling. Her spicy-sweet scent filled my nostrils and made my d*ck rock hard. Not diving fully inside her was worse than any torment the Roulex could do to me. "Say my name."

"Wha - " She writhed, her pussy clutched my fingers so dovrikxing tight.

I gritted my teeth to keep from ripping her clothes off and plunging into her right here and now. The ...