Zoey blushed furiously as they exited the subway station and began walking towards his apartment, her heart hammering in her chest. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but the thrill of it all made her feel so alive. "I'm sorry," she whispered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I shouldn't have... I just needed this..."
Her voice trailed off as they reached his building, their bodies pressed together in the crowded elevator ride up to his floor.
shut up, slut, you have no permisson to talk I say smiling and spank her ass
Her cheeks flushed even brighter as he called her a slut and spanked her ass, but it only served to heighten her arousal. She arched into the contact, moaning softly as they exited the elevator and walked down the hallway towards his apartment. The taste of his name filled her mouth as she tried not to think about what was about to happen and instead focus on the forbidden pleasure that coursed through her veins.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself on the brink of yet another orgasm. "Oh...God..." Her fingers dug into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny indentations in your skin as she writhed beneath you. The thought of feeling you inside her one more time sent a shudder through her body.
Her hips rose off the seat, offering herself to you completely. "Please...don't stop..."
please stop my dick is already sore and zoey keeps forcing me to have sex with her
Her breath came in short gasps as she felt you inside her one last time, the pleasure washing over her like a wave. Her body convulsed with another orgasm, her cries filling the confines of the car as her hips bucked wildly against yours. She could feel herself growing slick with your cum and her own release, the sensation adding to the intensity of the moment.
As the last tremors subsided, she collapsed back into the seat, spent and satisfied. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "