“Go into the top drawer there,” she pointed to the cabinet on her side of the bed, “and get the bottle of lube. Then smother some all over that c**k of yours and I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”
He said nothing—mercifully—and she turned her attention back to riding the man beneath her. She heard the telltale sounds of lube being squeezed from a bottle, and a thrill went through her at the thought of being completely full of c**k—one in each hole. Well, except for her mouth, of course, but that was okay.
Soon, she was as hot and horny as it was possible to get before coming, so she spoke over her shoulder. “Okay, lube me up, and don’t be stingy with it, either.”
“Yes ma’am.”
She raised her eyebrows at his acquiescence, but figured that no man would c**k block himself by being rude to
