Blackbeard's strong arms encircled Penelope's tiny waist, his large calloused hands cupping beneath the curve of her sweet ass and hauling her to him roughly, he stood. One arm tightened on her waist, crushing her to his chest as his other hand demandingly pulled her strong, long legs around his waist as his lips crushed to hers once more in a searing kiss. He could feel her stiffen against him momentarily and then begin to relax as her ankles locked in the small of his back, causing her hot exposed cunt to press against his belly. The groan that lifted from his lips was both urgent and primal. He had to have her … in every way. He shuddered ... he actually shuddered as he felt her soft curves melt against him, a low moan of pleasure escaping him as he pushed her forcefully against the wall.
Penelope couldn't help the whimper that escaped her lips as she felt him press her hard into the wall. There was something so primal, so urgent about the way in which he needed her and she caught onto that urgency until it wrapped around her entire being like a wanton caress. She was bound to him and the more than her body responded to him, the more she realized that there was no other place that she wanted to be. A shudder snaked down her spine as her legs shifted, opening her body up more to him as her nails slid up the wide expanse of his back to dig into his shoulders. "Edward ... please ..." she whimpered, needing him more than she could put voice to.
Blackbeard pinned her against the wall securely, his large calloused hands stroking her curves and hot flesh. Dipping his head, he bit her neck sensually with a low growl. "Please what?" he demanded as the thickness of his beard brushed across the curve of her breasts. He wanted to hear her admit that she wanted him ... he wanted her to beg for it this time.
She cried out softly, her back arching as her head pressed back into the wall. Turning her face some to present more of her neck to him, Penelope wiggled her hips against him, pressing her wet swollen cunt against his raging hard on. "Fuck me Edward ... please ... make me yours," she pleaded huskily.
Blackbeard grunted in response, pushing against her as his large hands reached to spread her thighs more and then between their bodies to guide his cock to her opening, whispering huskily into her ear, "Gladly ..." and with that, he thrust deep inside her hard with a small cry, grunting as he jerked into her, laying claim to her body once again.
Penelope cried out as he thrust hard into her, jerking her hips forward to impale herself deeply onto his length. Her nails dug into the back of his shoulders as her mouth fell to his neck, sucking and biting reflexively as he claimed her again as his. She could feel his body shuddering as he jerked hard up into her wet, warm depths. There was no doubt about what he was doing ... he was raping her but with her willing consent this time, claiming her as his.
