Her naughty costume - Chapter 19

My like, pussy clenched around him, not wanting to let go as he like, ground his hips into mine. My body was pulsing with pleasure, my mind like, spinning with the intensity of the sensations coursing through me. I could feel every thrust of his cock inside me, each one like, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me like a fucking tidal wave. His hands gripped my hips tighter as he slammed into me, like, hitting my G-spot with every stroke.

I squealed with pleasure, feeling my like, wetness seeping out, covering my inner thighs and making my like, bald pussy even wetter.

"Fuck me harder, sir," I begged, my eyes like, rolling back in my head when I felt his cock hit a sweet spot, making me cry out in ecstasy.

The crowd like, roared with approval, liking me more and more as he continued to take me like a pig in heat. I clung onto him, my nails like, digging into his skin as I ground my pussy against him. I was like, crazy wanton, a filthy bimbo who was being thoroughly fucked by this like, amazing man. As if that wasn't enough, I could feel his fingers working their magic on my clit. Every touch sent pulse of pleasure through my body, making me like, even more desperate for release.

My breasts bounced up and down, my nipples like, poking out from the sheer lace bra. I couldn't help but like, moan as he like, pinched and rubbed my sensitive nubs. My pussy clenched around his cock, my wetness building as he fucked me like a beast.

"You like it when I take you like this, don't you?" he grunted, spanking my ass cheek.

"Oh yes, sir," I gasped, my body moving in rhythm with his thrusts. "I want it harder, sir. I want you to like, fuck me good."

With a savage growl, he grasped my hair, forcing my head back, and his cock plunged like, deeper into my tight pussy. I squealed with pleasure as his hard muscles tightened, thrusting his cock even deeper, stretching me further than I like, thought possible. I felt my orgasm building, and I writhed beneath him, my body shaking like, uncontrollably with need.

"Fuck, I'm like, gonna cum," I moaned, my eyes rolling back in my head.

My pussy like, clenched around his cock like a vice, urging him on. He swore again, his body tense above mine. I could feel his like, muscles tensing, his thrusts growing more frenzied and savage. I wrapped my like, legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. I wanted to feel every inch of him, every hard thrust as he like, filled up my wet cunt with his sticky jizz. I needed him to make me cum, like, desperately.