Isaac watched every second of me slithering in passion as I came, soaking his bedsheets. Breathing on my back, I thought I was going to pass out until I heard the sound of a condom wrapper ripping. His rough hands grabbed my knees, spreading them wider than I thought they could go. Bumping my over-sensitive clitoris with the throbbing head, I whimpered with pleasure until he stopped outside of my entrance.
