Chapter 40 Fucked The Woman Sent To Kill Me 3

• For minutes, I focus on her pussy, doing what I know best. She is chaos—pulling at her cuffed hands, twirling and trembling under my hold. Her loud moans of pleasure echo through my once-quiet room.
• “Cum for me…” I groan against her as I plunge a finger inside her. She’s so full, screaming loudly when I twist, hitting her G-spot. Within seconds, her liquids spurt out in waves.
• She screams, “Ohhh God, oh God… hmmm!”