Chapter 87. Tricky Submissiveness

We take turns, but not in a way like this time he is the dominant, and I am the submissive; no, it would be like if he barks an order at me, I will bark my response back. It makes us compete with who would surrender first and the sex becomes wild in the process.

"I said, spread that ass, you sexy hoe!" he growled as he repeated his order.

"No! You spread it if you want," I replied with a stern tone. "My hands are busy," I added as I slipped my hands beneath me; one rubbed my clit while the other reached for his balls as they slammed on my pussy every time he would plow and shove his scary-looking, fat, and very, very hard cock. His cock doesn't have the mushroom-like shape of its head; it has a wide tip with a big, deep slit in the middle, and the shaft has its size slender by the tip, but it becomes fat and fatter to the base. Not to mention its veins that grow more obvious as his cock gets more and more excited. His male gonads were bouncing and swinging at his every mov