I love how she responds to me. How she never holds anything back in bed.
If only I could get her to do the same with her feelings, I’d be a very happy f*****g man.
Still licking her p***y, I open the fly on my jeans and release my c**k from my briefs. It pops out like it’s springloaded, rock hard and eager in my hand.
I rise to my knees, my d**k in one hand and her c**t pinched between two fingers of the other hand, and stare down at her. My heart pounds.
I growl, “Show me those beautiful tits.”
Her eyes hazy and her cheeks flushed, she fumbles with the buttons on the bodice of her dress. She gets them all open and bares her chest to me, thrusting her breasts up like a dare.
She’s not wearing a bra. Her n*****s are hard, pink, and impossible to resist.
I lean over and take one into
