Real Filth

Prince turned me on my back to face him, his eyes dilated with beads of sweats scattered around his broad chest before he pushed into me once again and then began to rock into me with great determination as he stole my breath all over again and with each twitch and shutter my body made, Prince sighed with deep contentment.

And then suddenly, he grasped my hips rather firmly before he began to pound into me more violently before leaning into me entirely and gasping with release.

I held him tightly to my chest as he spasmed against me, pushing deep into me as he did rather possessively.

When he was done. He stayed above me as he looked down at me with something in his eyes.

“You’re mine, Iris and no one can have you this way except me” His words sounded light yet heavy with meaning.

“Okay” I smiled with amusement, reaching up to run my hands through his hair.

“We should wash up” He said after a while, moving back to stand on his feet before adding.

“We can do it again in the bathroom”

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