With a twist of her n****e and squeeze to her tight button, Ellie arched her torso and came hard. Her mate kept up the delicious torture as she rode the wave. A finger fell to her core, sneaking in and out in perfect rhythm to her orgasmic spikes.
“f**k, Ellie. I need inside you.” He unbuttoned her slacks, then unsnapped his pants and slid them low enough for his hard c**k to stand proudly.
“Caleb,” she started hoarsely but stopped. What could she say? She wanted him inside her, too. “Hurry up.”
He was beautiful. Every time she saw him even a little naked, her heart tripped. He leaned her forward, still straddling the bench seat, and slipped her pants down as far as they would go. She clung to him for support.
He lifted her ass off the bench and buried his c**k in her dripping core.
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