The Hockey’s Plaything
Her ass jiggled with each slam, my balls slapping her clit.
In the shower, water cascading over us, I lifted her against the wall, legs around my waist, thrusting up into her. She screamed, nails digging in as I pounded.
Even in her room, surrounded by books, I'd flip her onto all fours, entering her doggy-style. "Read to me," I'd say, thrusting slow.
She'd try, voice shaking: "He... thrust into her... oh god, Jake!"
I'd speed up, making her drop the book, lost in pleasure.