Carlos
I catch my breath and decide it is time to regain control because it has been hers for most of the night. Not anymore.
“Bed, now,” I demand and point to it.
She smirked and bit her lip, “Mmm, yes, Sir. How do you want me? Do you want me on my back with my legs open for you, or would you prefer I bend over and let you take me from behind? I am fine with either.”
My c**k throbs again with her words. I swear I don’t think I have ever met anyone like her.
“Bend over,” I growl.
Excitement and lust dance in her pretty eyes. Kyla reaches under her sexy little teddy and removes her panties, dropping them to the floor. She smirks and saunters over to the bed. She doesn’t even hesitate to get into position. She turns her back to me, hands on her bed, and she opens her legs for me.
