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“Mine,” I declared as I fucked her. “Mine.”

“Yours. Go deeper. Like that. You’re so big. Oh!” Pleasure flooded her face and a small smile spread across her lips.

I always knew Visla had a bossy side to her and I was beginning to like it. She couldn’t be contained, controlled, or kept. She’d already demonstrated once before that she could escape if she wanted. She was here with me because she wanted to be here.

I adjusted the angle, making sure that curved ridge of cock brushed against her swollen clit on the downstroke.

“Harder,” she begged.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I said.

“You won’t. It feels like I’m going to come with you inside me. Oh good…it feels so good. Fuck me hard. You won’t break me.”

I did as she asked, and she drove me absolutely crazy by screaming in pleasure. Every time she climaxed her walls squeezed my shaft pulling me deeper into her pussy. I couldn’t hold it in any longer, especially not when she was begging me to fuck her so thoroughly.

I groaned and thrust one final time, spilling my seed deep inside her. As I filled her with my cum, she came again, milking me until there was nothing left.

For so long, I had denied myself by guarding my heart and holding in my feelings. With Visla, I couldn’t hide my emotion or this growing need to keep her close.

Even now, as she curled up to me, I couldn’t resist wrapping my arms possessively around her waist.

Afterward, we remained quiet. Neither of us said a thing. We just held each other. This was our special moment.