He rolled onto his back again, pulling me on top of him so I straddled his hips. His thick c**k nestled between my soaked folds, the hot length sliding against my c**t as I rocked against him.
I positioned the fat head at my entrance and slowly sank down, inch by thick inch, until he was buried to the hilt inside me. The stretch was perfect, filling me so completely I felt him in my belly.
“f**k—yes,” I moaned, starting to ride him slowly at first, then faster, my hands braced on his muscular chest.
Killian’s hands gripped my hips, guiding me, thrusting up to meet every downward stroke. His eyes stayed locked on my bouncing breasts, then on my face, watching every expression of pleasure as I f****d myself on his c**k.
“That’s it, ride your brother-in-law’s c**k like the greedy slut you
