He has no intention of pulling out; he wants to feel the exquisite sensation of his seed erupting deep within her, flooding her womb with his heat. He wants to see her face when she realizes he's broken his promise.
Without waiting for her to process his "vow," he reaches down and grabs her hips. With a strength that makes her cry out, he hauls her up from her seated position and forces her onto her hands and knees.
"On all fours, Marielle," he commands, his voice a low, guttural growl. "Let me see you..."
"Let me see that beautiful, desperate back while I take you."
Marielle starts to stand on her knees and hands while showing her ass and dripping pussy toward him. As he positions himself behind her, his massive, unshielded cock swaying just inches from her entrance, Marielle's mind descends into a chaotic whirlwind of thought.
'He's lying,' her instinct screams, a tiny, frantic voice in the back of her head. 'He's absolutely, definitely lying to me.'
