Ben
She rode me like she was riding in a rodeo. Wild and free. Her red hair blowing in the wind. Her small hands on my chest to give herself leverage. Her breast bouncing, tempting me to touch them. To gather them in my hands and bring them to my mouths.
I had barely touched her. I had by no means even started to explore her body. And yet here she was. Riding me, my c**k buried deep within her body.
And she was enjoying it. I could see it in the way her eyes had become glazed. I could feel it in the way her body clenched around mine.
Slipping my thumb into her mouth, I watched as she sucked on it. Sliding my hand down her body I pressed my wet digit against her clit.
I needed to see her c*m. And soon. Because the way she was riding me I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Pressing down
