A Hot Teen Prescription 3 - Dominance - Sex Stories

A Hot Teen Prescription 3 - Dominance

... her heels had come off and were hanging by the ankle straps only, bouncing around like the rest of her. "RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!" The cum fired out of the head of my cock, deep into Adrianna. The wave of pleasure whiting out my vision and the feeling of fuzziness was overtaking my body, radiating out from my crotch. "Nooooo-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho! Noo! Oh god please!" Adrianna felt my cum depositing in her, her innocence being stolen from her. Her virginity being raped from her. Her womb in danger of being seeded by me. "Abbbbblllleeefff. Nnnnngchy!" I was reduced to a blithering idiot as the second shot of sperm exploded from my slit. My eyes had rolled back in my head and I was only still thrusting out of instinct. I had felt a more intense orgasm than ever in my life. "Oh. oh god. Why god?" Adrianna was sobbing into the couch fabric again, resigned to her fate, knowing I was about finished. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuullllllllllllllllllllllllllllm." I slurred, drunk on orgasm as my cock spurted a pair of final shots, a final bit of semen for my fantasy. God everything felt so warm. I couldn't hold myself anymore and my face fell into her ...

... back and my mouth slid over her back as my leg muscles crumbled and I fell to the right of her, my dick, still somewhat stiff, pulled out of her and I slid over the back of her thigh as I fell to the couch, my cock leaving a smear of cum and her juices over her ass cheek. I tired to react. To say something. To do . . . anything, but I was out. I could still hear but I couldn't open my eyes or fight the utter exhaustion. I heard Adrianna sobbing and she slid off the couch to the chair, her face in her hands as my gift to her, my body, given unto her was dripping out of her, possibly after impregnating her. She finally got her hands free of the tape. Her skirt was still on so she crawled to the side of the couch and pulled her top on. She pulled off her heels and grabbed her bra and panties and shoved them in her bag and walked as fast as her visibly sore pussy would let her go and continued to sob as she made her way down the hall. I continued to sit in my spot, my head resting on the back of the couch, unable to move. Were the police coming? Was my career over? Was I going to prison. Probably, but I had never felt so content in my life.