CHAPTER 19
It was such an absurd scene, Matt thought, to anyone who would walk upon them. A quaint oasis of grass, flowers, and a bench in the middle of the trail. And then there was Matt with his pants around his ankles and with his curvy stepsister bent over a bench with her dress flipped over her back.
With his hand sliding up the small of Erica's back, Matt bunched the back of her dress between her shoulder blades as he fed the bulb head of his c**k between the engorged and wet p***y lips that ached for him. When he pierced inside her, Erica let out an inaudible sigh and tossed her head back in ecstasy.
His shaft entered her like a knife in warm butter, and her p***y melted around him. When he pulled out his hand gripped a handful of her sundress and roughly pulled back as he pushed
