39 Ride him like riding a horse.

Mera.

He was sitting in a chair with his legs spread apart. I couldn't help glancing between his legs.

Hot, hard, thick...

I smiled coyly as a shy heat flooded my cheeks.

He hooked his fingers, "Pull it out with your soft little hands."

I reached out a trembling hand and approached his thigh, running it up his thigh. My palm suddenly met something hot. I was startled and quickly withdrew my hand.

Despite the fact that it was through his pants, I could still feel its size.

"Don't be scared. Your little mouth down there used to eat it." He grabbed my hand and re-gripped it.

He lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties and put his hand on my wet pussy. "You're wet. You're juicy girl."

"Straddle me." He took hold of my waist and pulled me to sit on his lap.

When I spread my legs to straddle him, my pussy parted, making it easier for him to touch and massage.

I became bold. I unbuckled his belt and slipped my hand inside, taking hold of his hardness without hindrance. As I held it