I leaned against the glass window, my whole body trembling as I felt the swollen shaft reentering my empty body.
My vision was blurred as my body heated up. I could hear Michael's calm voice.
"I love you too."
I trembled and wanted to turn around to see his expression.
But Michael had already grabbed my waist and started moving. The thing at his crotch was hard and hot, like a fire pestle repeatedly rubbing against my sensitive zone. Pleasure rushed to the top of my head like a rapid electric current from the point of intersection. I shivered violently as my waist went soft from the grip. All I could do was bite my lips and groan.
Slowly, I forgot what I wanted to say.
I was pushed against the glass window, and sweat and tears blurred my vision.
