Illicit Obsession. Part 7

Brad's POV

I pull my fingers out of Chrissy’s pussy, leaving it squelching juices in frustration. Now she knows how I feel. I roughly grab her milky thighs and push them unceremoniously back towards her, folding her like a lawn chair. Fortunately, the teenage girl is limber and doesn’t put up a fight.

Her pussy is now squeezed together between her thighs, forming a straight, dripping line in the middle of her swollen lips. Into this line, I force my painfully throbbing, rock-hard shaft, sliding it so deep into her that my balls press hard against her ass. These balls are about to empty themselves into her. She wants it? She’ll get it.

Pressing her thighs further down so her knees are almost on either side of her covered head, I fuck her hard and deep. Due to the position I’ve put her in, I can feel the head of my cock repeatedly rubbing along her G-spot.

She’s gasping loudly, about to come, and her wide-open mouth is drawing the material of