"Make Love to me," Mira whispered in a somewhat pleading tone.
Devile leaned towards her ears while he still continued with his strokes and then said to her. "No, baby girl. I am not going to stop until we both cum and I can make that happen. I can make you feel real good until my face is the only thing you think of after the deed is done," he spoke naughtily against her ears.
He started to move in a circular direction, making sure to hit every wall inside her. He let out a soft breath of pleasure as he continued to wile away in the sweetness of her body.
"I'm gonna go harder now, Mira. Do you know what that feels like?"
"Fast?"
"No," Devile answered her. "Hard..." He made sure that he stressed on the word so that she could understand the depth of what he was trying to explain to her.