The Great Pretender

Chapter 13: Dms?

Kamila

I am worn out, tired, spent up, kapoy, at kung ano-ano pang mga word na pwedeng gamitin  upang ma-define ang kawalan ng energy na kasalukuyan kong nadarama. I don't know if it's because I am about to hit my 30s or most probably because this man is just plain insatiable. He's literally like a caveman who had a püssy for the first time.

Mukhang hindi uso ang jakøl sa lalaking ito dahil mukhang hindi siya nauubusan ng ilalabas.

Kailangan lang din niya ng halos two minutes para tumigas ulit. He fúcked me everywhere in this room. From the bed, the poor walls, and even the table. As a matter of fact, nahulog na ang kama mula sa bed frame, the bedsheets were torn into two, ang bedside table ay naka-taob at may basag na lampshade sa sahig.

And that wasn't enough because after I peed, sinundan niya ako at hinitak naman ako dito sa puting love seat sa gilid ng kwarto.

"Oh, god.." I whimpered as I bounced in his lap.

"Keep fúcking me, just like that." He commanded habang nakasandal siya sa upuan, the light was illuminating on him, that's why I can see every hard ridges and planes of his sweaty body.

And I.am.so.here.for.it.

Nakahawak ang magkabila kong mga kamay sa armrests ng upuan. His hair was tousled and wet from sweat. His green orbs were lustfully watching me like I am his favorite fúck toy. Habang nagtataas baba ako ay inabot niya ang aking pisngi, his hand felt warm and rough.

Slowly, his hand slid down over my figure and then to my backside. I whimpered when his palm came down my tender åss.

"Fúck me harder." He commanded. "And don't you fúcking stop.."

I bit my lower lip and obeyed.

"Ahh!" I moaned loudly nang simulan niyang salubungin mula sa ilalim ang aking mga ulos. Oh, god, I can feel him in the deepest part of me!

"It's really red, huh." He said as his other hand went to massage my clît.

Hinihingal akong ngumisi, before I looked down on my trimmed hair on my pelvic area.

"I told you."

He smiled darkly bago niya itinaas ang kanyang kaliwang kamay. He then wrapped my damp hair around his fist and tilted my head backwards, my throat now exposed to him.

"Ahh!" He was fúcking me so deep and so fast that the chair was starting to creak. Ramdam ko na din ang papalapit kong sukdulan na hindi ko na alam kung paano ko pa maaabot.

"Miguel..." I moaned as my heart thud so loud. Both of our bodies are now slick with sweat.

Mas lalo lamang tumindi ang sarap na nararamdaman ko nang magtanim siya ng mga maiinit at basang halik sa aking dibdib, pataas sa aking collarbone, he stopped there and nipped on my skin, then moved his way up.

"Miguel, oh shît, I am coming." I told him.

I feel like I am going crazy because I can feel him everywhere; his cøck is buried deep inside me, his mouth on my neck, his left hand on my hair, and his right hand on my aching bud!

"You wait for me." He groaned.

I clenched around him. I don't think I can stop it. My püssy is already sensitive!

"I can't–ohh!"

Without pulling out he stood up and laid me on the ground. He kneeled between my legs and put my limbs on his strong shoulders. My ankle monitor is dangling.