Stanton Box Set

“You’re going to pay for that,” he smirks as he lifts my nightgown over my head. He smells like soap and toothpaste. He sits on a towel he has put onto the side of the bath and pulls my legs to either side of his. His eyes are riveted to between my legs and he bends and inhales me deeply, and my eyes close in reverence. He is so damn hot. He inserts three fingers into me brutally and I flinch at the tight sensation.

“I need to be rough,” he whispers into my stomach.

My lips become wet and swollen. He arranges me to straddle him as he holds his thick length up and then pulls me down onto it by the hipbone hard.

“Ahh,” I whisper as the sharp sting burns me.

“Did that hurt, presh?” he whispers darkly as he watches me.

I nod nervously as my eyes drop to his lips.

“I’m going to hurt you some more baby, I’m in the mood for pain.” He pulls me up and slams me down onto him and my legs start to open by themselves. “Bring your legs up to the side of the bath, I need you in a squatting position,” he whispers into my chest as he bites me.

“Josh, it will be too deep,” I whisper half-frightened.

“Not possible, I can never be too deep. Do it,” he snaps in a whisper. “Your body was built to take me like this.”

I slowly bring my legs up and he breathes heavily into my neck and really starts to pump into me as he holds my shoulders from behind.

“Fuck you feel good!” His eyes watch my lips.

My head drops back in pleasure—he’s so damn good at this

“Do you feel how deep I am inside you?” he breathlessly sighs as his body pumps mine.

“Yes,” I whimper. Oh god I’m going to come already.

“Feel how the muscles deep inside you contract around my cock as I pull out,” he huskily breathes. My eyes close at the sound of his velvety aroused voice.

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cks up the pace and really starts to slam me onto him … god he wasn’t joking when he said he needed it rough. This is hard core if ever I saw it.

“Mmm, I could just fuck you all day, my precious girl,” he whispers as the sweat starts to bead on his brow. Our bodies are sliding with the perspiration covering our bodies. My eyes drop to every muscle that I see in his upper body as his arms lift me up and down onto him.

My knees are up around his shoulders and he bites my neck hard and, that is it, I scream into his shoulder as he rips the orgasm from me, and my body lurches forward from the overwhelming power. He then sees that as his green light and he really lets me have it, up and down, up and down, so hard that I don’t think I can handle it any longer.

“Josh,” I whisper, “I can’t … keep…”

“Shut up and fuck me,” he whispers darkly as he bites me hard again, and his brutal hits into my flesh start to liquefy my insides. One, two, three hard pumps and he lurches forward as he comes in a rush and I feel the heat of his semen burn me from the inside out. I drop my head to his shoulder as we both struggle for breath. I smile into his body as his aggression turns gentle and he starts to gently shower my face with soft kisses. How can one person go from being a sex-crazed animal one minute to being gentle and tender in the next? I lean into him as exhaustion hits me once more. My vagina is throbbing with over-use and he is still deep inside me. We sit in silence as the steam continues to fill the bathroom.

“I’m angry with you,” he whispers into the top of my head.

I pull back and look at his face. “You’re angry with me.” I frown.

He nods and lifts me to ease himself out of me and puts me onto the ground.

“Why didn’t you tell me about that girl and the sex tape?” I frown.

He glares at me and brushes past to get into the shower. “Because I knew you would over-react.” He pumps the soap dispenser and starts to wash himself double time.

I stand naked outside the shower and put my hand on my hip. Is he kidding?

“Over-react,” I repeat. He is unfucking believable.

He glares at me and nods in defiance. “That’s what I said, didn’t I?”

I throw him a filthy look. “Hurry up. I want to get in,” I snap.