15. Wave of anger

Maxim Vasiliev

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Debbie basically had a room here, but she never spent the night except I asked her to.

It was the day of the ball. Hell, it was only two hours away but here I was, thrusting in and out of Debbie like she was my play toy. Well, if you asked her if she was, her answer would be positive.

It was not one of those long fucks that had me going round after round. It was a quickie, which was why I still had all my clothes on. Debbie was a different story.

“Ohhh,” Debbie cried out, making sure everyone close to the room could hear her. “Sir, I’m so close.”

“Then, come for me.”

I didn’t need to tell her twice. I felt it when she reached her climax as she clamped hard on my dick, almost driving me to mine. However, I wasn’t wearing protection and I wasn’t looking for a baby mama.

I pulled out when she came down from her high, turned her around, and pushed her to the ground. She knelt in front of me obediently and opened her mouth like a good little slut.

That was what I liked a