Escaping miracle-1

“Please.” I beg, wanting a release but also just wanting to get this over with.

His fingers dig into my hips as he thrusts inside of me, causing me to scream.

“Fuck!”

He moves in and out, pounding me hard and fast. I know he will be done soon. He always is.

“Is this what you like? Do you like being my fucking slut?” Jonathan grunts as he fucks me harder, making me fall back against the window behind me. The faucet to the sink digs deep into my back but I ignore the pain as I arch my back.

“Yes! Please, fuck me harder!”

He doesn’t disobey as he quickens his pace even more. My nails dig deep into his shoulders as my pussy tightens around his member. The sensation within my belly is too much to handle and I feel my orgasm increase with each thrust.

I know he does too, because his hands dig into my hips painfully.

“I am going to cum, babygirl.” His voice breaks from the amount of pleasure as he suddenly pulls out of me. With a few strokes, his hot cum shoots out and onto my stomach. Leaning my head back against the window, I breathe.