Olivia
I reached between us and fumbled with his zipper. He lifted his hips, helped me free him. His d**k was hot, heavy and already leaking.
No condom or discussion. I didn’t care. I shoved my panties to the side the wet fabric sticking to my folds and sank down.
We both moaned loudly and shameless.
He filled me in one long, slow slide, stretching me open and hitting every nerve. I froze when my ass met his thighs, I was full of him, aching, it’s perfect.
His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise.
“Move,” he rasped.
I did. Slow rolls at first, grinding my c**t against his pelvis. Then lifting and dropping harder, fast. The Jeep rocked with us and windows fogged instantly.
He yanked the straps of my dress down my t**s spilling out. He put his mouth on my n****e…. sucking har
