When I feel him hard pushing between my cheeks from behind and forcing my a** to open for his insatiable c*** in the wee hours of the morning, he always eases in full length and then stays very still because he loves to feel the quivers and spasms of my body both trying to reject his invasion and adjust to it all at once. Then when my insides have adjusted and accepted the intimate violation, my body will start to helplessly clench around him and forcing me to push back against him craving him to move, he will breath in my ear and tell me he will never get tired of my body reacting to him. Then he will lightly tease my n****** knowing how I will squirm despite how completely impaled on his c*** I am. He delights in torturing me using my own body against me. When he has reduced me to a shivering warm receptacle of desperate need, still not having begun to f*** me yet, his fingertips will trail down to my utterly limp c*** as it drips helplessly, and ever so slowly tease me erect, making me thrust into his touch even as it forced me to