Schoolgirl in stockings

I don’t think marrying is on your mind, I think it’s fucking. Again, I stopped my prodding and held her hips tight, my dick as deep as it would go. XXX I grabbed her hair in one hand, and her left wrist in the other. I knew, through conversations with Joe, that she took her morning bath right after he left for work. “Why did you stop?”, she looked over shoulder, with a puzzled look, “You keep fucking me ‘til I cum again.”
I pulled my rock hard shaft out, jerked her up by the hair, clamped my teeth on her ear, and told her not to be giving me any orders, “I’m the one who gives the fucking orders, bitch. The third resulted in my dick being half way in.