My eyes feasted on her barely-clothed body and my mind created filthy scenarios that would make any saint pray for my damned soul.
The corner of my lip quirked as I slowly moved towards her. Our eyes connected before our lips molded once again. She pushed me down on the fine leather couch and began to grind her needy cunt on top of the visible poking bat inside my pants.
"I can see your bad boy is ready," she purred and ground her hips faster.
"Mmm, you're so f*****g sexy..." I huskily murmured and roamed my hands all over her body before squeezing handfuls of her big t**s.
These definitely weren't fake.
She pulled down the straps of her dress and peeled off the tight garment right beneath her bra.
"Do you like it rough?" I joked.
Because I'll do it rough.
I was so turned on.
"Mak
