Parapol

🇪🇸 [ Leer este capítulo en español ] The cock went in with one hard, deep thrust. No warning. Claire gasped and flattened her hands on the wall. He’d caught her from behind while she was digging through the coats for his phone. One hand shoved the skirt of her costume up to her waist. The other yanked her panties and fishnets down in one pull. Before she could turn around, he already had her spread open and pinned. “Jesus, babe,” she whispered, voice thick from the drinks. “What’s gotten into you tonight? What did you take?” He didn’t answer. He just pushed in deeper. Claire felt herself open around that thick, hot cock, the stretch reaching deep into her belly. She was still a little dry, but the booze and the surprise had her body loose and receptive. She put her forehead on the wall and opened her legs a little more. “This is why you sent me up for your phone, isn’t it?” she said, laughing under her breath. “God. Best idea you’ve had all year.” He made a quiet *shh* behind...