I was riding my painfully shy boyfriend in just the way we both love. He was on his back, up against the headboard of the bed. This and the pillow behind him held his face right where he could ogle my heavy breasts as they bounced wildly about with every stroke of my rhythm, and where I could periodically pause, lean forward, and rub them roughly against his face.
Another pillow under his butt elevated his hips, maximizing my penetration. Pumping my body deliriously back and forth, feeling his c**k press rhythmically against my g-spot, I was screaming out my second orgasm of the afternoon when I heard him too cry out in release a split-second before his seed began spurting up into me. Faster still I f****d him, riding out our glorious mutual climax until at last he stopped ejaculating and
