Chapter 92 Slow This Time

• Anwen
• Estrella rolls her hips against my hand, against my softening cock still inside her. I groan. I’ll fuck her fast, slow, whatever she’ll allow to just keep tasting her.
• She starts to try to stand up, and I instinctively tighten my grip on her hair. She shivers—I knew she liked a little pain with her pleasure—but pries my hand free. Wordlessly, she walks into the tiny pool at the center of the little oasis we stumbled into.