7 - Good Girl
Emma
“Ride your pretty cunt on my c**k and make yourself cum.”
I crawled to him, a small smile playing on my lips when I straddled him, gasping at the hot sensation of his d**k rubbing against my c**t. My gasp was swallowed by his kiss and I melted in his arms when he kissed me gently, our tongues dancing together, building the anticipation of our union as I greedily rubbed over him only to have him spank my ass and squeeze it before pulling away.
I whined at the loss, but he only chuckled, his chest rumbling with the small laughter. “Hurry up,” I said, watching him tear the foil.
How he made opening a condom foil with his teeth sexy was beyond me. It should definitely be illegal.
“You can ride me as much as you want, Doll,” he said when I watched him roll down the la
