Fiery Redhead Takes A Pounding That Leaves Her Dripping And Begging For More

“Get on the bed.”
His voice was quiet, nearly soft but I obeyed as if one of my worst sergeants had given an order. After a while his fist unclenched, he untangled his fingers from my hair. Porn Slow, deep, almost careful. He had never before treated me as one. I could feel him move behind me, turned around again. As quiet as possible I made my way to the kitchen. I could feel him move behind me, turned around again. While I waited for the water to boil I looked around. We were friends, just friends, spending some time together. Moaning softly I closed my eyes. Or had I let him that close because I wanted him from the beginning? Not that I could tell him. As quiet as possible I made my way to the kitchen. Frowning I felt with my other foot and recognized my panty. What should I do? Again he stopped. It seemed like ages. Tense as I was the time seemed to