CHAPTER 439: CHAPTER 439: MAKE ME YOUR WOMAN (PART 8) (R-18)

Samantha moaned—ah~—as Don pressed deeper, her sticky inner folds fluttering around the thick intrusion.

A fresh pearl of sweat rolled down her temple—drip~—as her thighs trembled, toes curling into the rumpled sheets.

"I don’t think I can keep up with that, sweetie," she gasped, voice trembling between breathy moans—huff~—"Are you trying to get me pregnant?"

Don’s fingers tightened on her thighs—squeeze~—his blunt nails pressing half-moons into her flushed skin as he leaned down, breath hot against her sweat-slick collarbone.

"I wouldn’t mind at all," he growled, voice thick, hips rolling forward—ngh~—his cockhead catching on her wet entrance, smearing more sticky pre-cum in a glistening trail.

Samantha’s breath hitched—ah~—eyes widening as Don’s words punched through the humid air between them.

Her lips, still tacky with his spend, parted—huff~—but only a weak, shuddering exhale escaped.

"I don’t think that’s..." she managed, voice thin, thighs twitching where his grip bit into her flesh.

But Don didn’t let her finish.

"I’m just teasing..." he murmured.

Don lowered his gaze—huff~—and placed both hands firmly on Samantha’s hips, fingers sinking into the heat of her sweat-damp skin.

His grip was possessive, urgent, the pads of his thumbs pressing crescent moons into the soft flesh just above her trembling thighs.

"I’m going to put it in now," he murmured, voice rough.

Samantha’s breath caught—ah~—as she felt the blunt pressure of him nudging against her soaked entrance, her folds yielding slightly under the insistent press of his cockhead.

A fresh bead of pre-cum smeared—shlk~—mixing with the mess already glistening between her legs.

Samantha curled her toes into the rumpled sheets—ah~—her thighs trembling as she whispered, "Go ahead, sweetie..."

The words barely left her lips before Don pressed forward—shlk~—his cockhead breaching her soaked entrance with a sticky push.

A gasp tore from her throat—huff~—as her inner walls fluttered around the thick intrusion, clenching instinctively around the thickness of him.

Don groaned—ngh~, his fingers digging bruisingly into her hips as he thrust forward in one smooth, relentless motion—shllk~—burying himself to the hilt in her dripping heat.

Samantha’s back arched—ah~!—a strangled cry tearing from her throat as she was suddenly, overwhelmingly full, her sticky walls fluttering and clamping down around the thick intrusion.

Don remained fully inside her for a moment—huff~—his cock twitching as her slick walls pulsed around him in hot, sticky waves.

His grip on her hips loosened slightly, fingertips trembling against sweat-slick skin as he leaned down—shlk~—his lips brushing her damp collarbone.

"Are you okay...?" he murmured—ah~—the words vibrating against her throat, sticky with spit and the salt of dried sweat.

Samantha’s thighs quivered—mm~—her toes curling deeper into the tangled sheets as she let out a shaky exhale.

A thin string of saliva stretched between her parted lips—slrrp~—before snapping as she swallowed.

Samantha’s thighs quivered—mm~—her sticky inner walls fluttering around Don’s thickness as she swallowed thickly, a thin trail of spit still clinging to her bottom lip.

"Y-yes, sweetie," she gasped—ah~—her voice cracking as her fingers clawed weakly at the sweat-slick sheets. "Y-you’re just... s-so big..."

Her words dissolved into a moan—ngh~—as Don shifted his hips experimentally, the thick vein along his cock dragging against her oversensitive walls with a slick shllk~ of wet friction.

Don’s cock throbbed—throb~—inside her, the heat of him evident as her walls squeezed tighter, slick muscles rippling in wet, greedy waves around his cock.

A thick strand of pre-cum—shllk~—stretched between his tip and her fluttering entrance as he pulled back slightly, only to drive forward again with a slow roll of his hips.

Samantha’s breath hitched—ah~—her back arching off the pillows as her insides clung to him, sucking him deeper with every shallow thrust, her sticky folds glistening with the mess of their mixed fluids.

Don groaned—ngh~—at the feeling of her insides gripping him, the erotic heat pulsing around his cock in sticky waves.

He kept a steady pace, rolling his hips in slow, deep thrusts—shllk~ shllk~—each one dragging his thick cock through her clinging walls.

Samantha’s fingers dug into his shoulders—mm~—her nails leaving faint crescents in his sweat-slick skin as she arched more beneath him.

A thin sheen of perspiration coated her flushed chest, her breasts trembling with each breathless gasp—ah~ ah~—as he filled her again and again.

Samantha’s lashes fluttered shut—mm~—as the throbbing reality of Don buried inside her tore through her fogged mind. ’Goodness... h-he’s really inside me... we’re really...’

Her thought shattered—ah~!—as Don’s hips jerked forward, his cockhead grinding against that spongy spot deep inside her with a wet shllk~.

"Oh—Donnie—!" Samantha’s moan tore from her throat—ah~—her thighs clamping around his hips in a slick, trembling vise as she pulled him deeper with her heels.

Her sticky walls convulsed—shllk~—around his cock, throbbing as he bottomed out inside her with a wet, sloppy grind.

Don groaned—ngh~—his fingers digging into the sweat-slick dip of her waist, his cock pulsing as her heat milked him in desperate, clenching waves.

Don’s hips pushed forward—shllk~—with a sudden, rough urgency, the slap of sweat-slick skin echoing through the room as he abandoned his slow rhythm.

Samantha’s breath stuttered—ah! ah!—her back arching off the pillows again as the deeper, faster thrusts punched ragged moans from her throat.

One hand flew from his shoulder—mmfph~—her fingers pressing desperately against her own lips as if she could stifle the sounds, but they spilled anyway—ah~ ngh~—high and trembling, muffled only slightly by the damp press of her palm.

Samantha’s fingers twitched—mmfph~—against her lips, her thighs trembling as Don’s hips pistoned into her with wet, sloppy thrusts.

"W-what if—ah!—someone hears us...?" she gasped—pant~—between muffled moans, her voice fraying as his cock dragged over that swollen spot inside her—shllk~.

Don didn’t answer—his fingers instead slid from her hip—shlk~—streaking sweat up her trembling stomach before clamping over her mouth with a wet smack—mmfph~.

His palm pressed down, muffling her next gasp as he leaned his full weight into her—ngh~—pinning her deeper into the sweat-drenched pillows.

Samantha’s eyes flew wide—ah~!—her thighs jerking as his cock plunged harder, the slap of skin echoing—thap! thap!—as he abandoned rhythm for raw, grinding depth.

Samantha’s head lolled back—ah~—her neck arching as Don’s thrusts jolted her deeper into the pillows, her vision blurring at the edges.

A thin strand of drool—slrrp~—stretched from her bottom lip to her collarbone, glistening in the dim light as her thighs clamped around his hips with a wet shllk~ of sweat-slick skin.

Her legs locked—ngh~—heels digging into the small of his back, forcing him deeper with every ragged thrust.