Her tongue worked the head and glided against the side of his cock. He bunched her hair up in his hands and pulled her head back, fucking her deep and fast. Alicia took the liberty of running up the stairs, knowing the map of Hunter’s house. He slid them off her legs, eliciting a small moan from Alicia. He scowled in annoyance, knowing he’d have to bother with washing them. The fingers of his other hand were fucking her relentlessly. “Please, Mister Hood, I want to feel it inside me,” said Alicia, unable to take her eyes off his still hard cock. Three more solid knocks came from the door which earned an exasperated grunt from Hunter. Her eyes widened, overwhelmed by the amount and taste. You’re my type, Mr. She flinched, wanting to pull away, but Hunter held her head in place. Without warning, the man began to rock his hips inside Alicia. He pushed her down onto the bed, pushing his tongue into her mouth again. Hunter grabbed Alicia’s hair and pulled her so she was sitting up on the bed. No talking.”Alicia gave a muffled response in return.
