Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

I groaned, my hips thrusting up into her, my cock sinking deeper with each movement, the wet, sloppy squelch of her pussy swallowing me, filling the room. ”I want my cock inside your pussy, Madeline...” I repeated, my voice rough with need, my balls slapping against her soaked ass.

”Fuck, I love how you feel... how tight you are... how your cunt clenches around me like it never wants to let go...”

Her smile was wicked, her eyes dark with triumph, her pussy gushing around my cock. ”Good boy,” she whispered, her voice a dark promise, her nails digging into my chest. ”Now...” She shifted, her body pressing me deeper, her walls clenching around me like a fucking vice. ”Let’s see how long you can last...”

She began to move faster, her hips slamming down onto me with a force that stole the breath from my lungs, the wet smack of her pussy taking my cock echoing through the room.

The sound of our bodies coming together grew louder—the obscene squelch of her arousal coating my cock, the sharp crack of her ass meeting my thighs, the slap-slap-slap of her body riding me. Her nails dug into my chest, her touch possessive, owning, as she rode me with a hunger that bordered on desperation, her juices dripping down my balls.

”Harder...” she demanded, her voice a growl, her pussy clenching around me like it was trying to milk my soul out.

”Fuck me harder, Dexter... I want to feel you... I want to remember this...” Her body clenched around me, her walls milking my cock with each movement, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. ”I want you to ruin me... stretch me... fill me up until I can’t walk...”

I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as I thrust up into her, my cock sinking deeper with each movement, the sensation overwhelming—the heat of her pussy, the tightness of her walls, the way her body responded to mine.

The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, the slap-slap-slap of her ass meeting my thighs, the squelch-squelch-squelch of her pussy taking my cock.

”Fuck, Madeline...” I groaned, my voice rough with desire, my cock throbbing inside her. ”I’m close... I can’t—”

”Don’t you dare stop,” she commanded, her voice a dark growl, her pussy clenching around me like it was trying to keep me inside forever. ”Not until I say so...” Her pace quickened, her body moving with a frantic, desperate rhythm, her pussy clenching around me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her juices gushing around my cock.

”I want to feel you come inside me... I want to feel you fill me up... flood me... drown me in your cum...”

Her words sent a jolt of pleasure through me, my cock throbbing, my release building with an intensity that was almost painful. I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her skin as I thrust up into her, my body moving with a desperation that matched her own.

”Say it again,” she demanded, her voice a growl, her pussy clenching around me like it was trying to suck my cock dry. ”Say I want my cock inside your pussy, Madeline...”

”I want my cock inside your pussy, Madeline...” I repeated, my voice rough with need, my balls aching with the pressure of my release. ”Fuck, I need it... I need to be inside you... stretching you... fucking you raw...”

Her smile was wicked, her eyes dark with triumph, her pussy gushing around my cock. ”Louder,” she demanded, her voice a growl, her juices dripping down my cock. ”I want to hear you, Dexter. I want to hear how bad you want this... how hard you’ll fuck me... how deep you’ll fill me...”

I groaned, my body aching with need, my mind completely surrendered to the heat of her touch, the taste of her skin, the sound of her voice. My hands tightened on her hips, my cock throbbing inside her, desperate for release.

”I WANT MY COCK INSIDE YOUR PUSSY, MADELINE!” I shouted, my voice raw with desire, the words echoing through the luxurious bedroom, my balls slapping against her soaked cunt.

Her breath hitched, her body trembling around me, her walls clenching tight as she took me deeper, her juices gushing around my cock. ”That’s it...” she purred, her voice thick with arousal, her pussy milking me with deliberate, torturous precision.

”That’s exactly what I wanted to hear...” She shifted, her body pressing me deeper, her rhythm growing more insistent, more demanding. ”Now...” she whispered, her voice a dark promise, her nails digging into my chest. ”Fuck me as you mean it, Dexter...”

Madeline’s body moved with a new urgency, her hips slamming down onto me with a force that stole the breath from my lungs, the bed creaking beneath us, the headboard knocking against the wall with each thrust, the sound of our bodies filling the room. Her nails dug into my chest, her touch possessive, owning, as she rode me with a hunger that bordered on desperation, her juices dripping down my balls.

”Harder...” she demanded, her voice a growl, her pussy clenching around me like it was trying to keep me inside forever. ”Fuck me harder, Dexter... I want to feel you... I want to remember this...” Her body clenched around me, her walls milking my cock with each movement, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her juices gushing around my cock.

The sound of our bodies slapping together was obscene—the wet smack of her pussy taking my cock, the sharp crack of her ass meeting my thighs, the slick squelch of her arousal coating my cock. ”I want you to ruin me... stretch me... fill me until I’m dripping with your cum...”

I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as I thrust up into her, my cock sinking deeper with each movement, the sensation overwhelming—the heat of her pussy, the tightness of her walls, the way her body responded to mine. I could feel my release building, the pressure coiling tight in my gut, my balls heavy and aching with need.

”Fuck, Madeline...” I groaned, my voice rough with desire, my cock throbbing inside her. ”I’m close... I can’t—”

She suddenly stopped, her body freezing mid-motion, her pussy clenching around my cock so tightly it was almost painful, her juices gushing around my cock. ”Ah-ah-ah...” she chided, her voice a dark tease, her nails digging into my chest.

”Not yet, Dexter...” She squeezed her walls around me, her pussy milking my cock with deliberate, torturous precision, her juices dripping down my balls. ”You don’t get to come until I say so...”