139: Fill Me Up

Camilla I kept on stroking Drake's dick. "I don't know. But right now, I just want you to fuck me so I can't think about-" I paused. Was I doing this just so I could stop thinking about Justin? That's just crap, Camilla. Snap those thoughts out of your head. "Think about what?" Drake asked, raising an eyebrow. "It's nothing," I told him, massaging his sticky rod, and I was hearing the sound created by such action. It was like music to my ears. "Are you sure? Are you upset about something?" Drake asked. "No, are you going to fuck me or not?" "Come here, you." Drake pulled me closer, and I smiled at him. Before I knew it, he pushed me close to the mirror. I turned around, now looking at the mirror, and then Drake slid his cock inside me. I moaned, feeling him pound me hard. He didn't even start slow this time. Drake banged me forcefully, and I didn't care if anyone was passing by; I moaned loud as hell. Drake didn't cover my mouth cause he loved it when I screamed his name. He sm