His c**k was already starting to stiffen again.
She felt the muscle clench against her ass and liked knowing she was the reason.
With his hands taking over her n*****s, her own hands were free. She slid them down her belly and into her p***y.
She was getting wet all over again—slick, swollen, still messy from earlier.
The feeling of his c**k swelling against her ass made her grind back, slow and dirty, dragging her crack along his shaft.
Her fingers found her c**t and started working it.
She liked the feel of his strong, hairy legs against the backs of her thighs.
“I’m wet, baby,” she whispered.
Standing naked in front of the mirror with her lover’s c**k pressed into her ass and his hands squeezing her t**s, pulling her n*****s taut, was getting her stupid.
“I can feel how hard yo
