«R-Rennie... my beloved Rennie... aaah... I missed you so much...»
Isabelle moans, gasping, her cries of pleasure echoing so loud they could be mistaken for someone undergoing an exorcism.
It's already past nine in the evening, a time when most of the residents in this building are asleep.
But I don't blame her. The animal hunger driving the way I'm fucking her is enough reason.
Two endless weeks without her have made me lose all restraint.
I didn't even give her the chance to put down her bags. I ripped her clothes off like a child tearing open Christmas presents.
Now she lies on her stomach against the warm tiles of the living room floor, the heating beneath keeping them hot.
Her hips are slightly raised, and I'm kneeling behind her, my cock sliding easily into her ass, slick with strawberry-flavored lube.
