He slides his hand from her face to cover her breast, pulling at her n****e until it is hard, sliding his hand down to her p***y. She moans when he slides one finger inside her, feeling how tight she is.
“Bruised? Does it hurt?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
She turns around straddling him.
“Show me how?”
She whispers, panting, his hot lust reflecting in her eyes. Lifting her hips a little he slides his rock hard c**k inside her. Wanting to slowly let her get used to him, she moves down onto him quickly moaning as he fills her.
“I would like you to do it this way.”
She says blushing.
“Okay. Any other demands?”
“Not at the moment.”
She smiles at him, blushing profusely that she had spoken about it so openly. Her mother had taught all of them that an open relationship wi
