I didn’t exactly plan on knocking her up but it went crazy – FAKE AGENT CREAMPIE

I burst into the apartment, cock already throbbing with anticipation. She was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, a pink bra and matching thong the only barriers between me and her creamy flesh. “I really need naked photos,” she pouts, playing dumb. I didn’t give a fuck about photos; I needed her pussy, raw and wet. I grabbed her, fingers digging into her thighs, spreading her wide. Her cunt glistened, ready for the plundering. I shoved my face into her pussy, tongue licking her slit from asshole to clit. She moaned, bucking against me, but I held her down, feasting on her cunt. I slid two fingers into her tight hole, curling them to hit that spot that makes bitches scream. She was drenched, her juices coating my chin, but I needed more. I stood up, unzipping my pants, pulling out my rock-hard cock. She looked at it, licking her lips, but I wasn’t in the mood for a blowjob. I flipped her over, ass in the air, and rammed my cock into her pussy from behind. She screamed, but I didn’t care. I pounded her, hard and fast, my balls slapping against her clit. She was moaning, begging for more, but I had other plans. I pulled out, aimed my cock at her ass, and pushed in. She tensed, but I didn’t stop. I fucked her ass, slow and deep, feeling her tight muscles clamp around my shaft. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and spit on her asshole, lubing it up. I fucked her harder, faster, feeling my orgasm building. I pulled out, stroked my cock, and came all over her back, ropes of cum dripping down her spine. I didn’t plan on knocking her up, but the way she was moaning and begging, I might just change my mind.