"I'm sorry, sweetheart," he told me, all the while his fingers actively plunging in and out of me.
"H-huh?"
"I think I'll have to make you come first," he said with an apologetic smile. "So you can relax more."
I pressed my lips. I really wanted to come with him inside of me today, but...in the end, I nodded reluctantly. "Okay..."
He chuckled and started to kiss me. It was a sign of fast and brutal onslaughts in my hole. His hands move faster, further, wider, as if carving a path on my channel. As he did so, he also made sure to press into my prostate, making me gasp and moan into his mouth, hips twisting at every shooting pleasure that got my skin heating up.
"Natha--Natha!" I grasped his shoulder and tried to push him away. "I...I think it's alright now, y-you can--!"
