Sweet Surrender: A Compilation Of Spicy Erotic Confessions
She sank down slow, mouth open, eyes fluttering shut.
“God,” she breathed, holding onto my shoulders. “You stretch me so good.”
I wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust up, making her gasp. She started moving, rolling her hips with a rhythm that made my toes curl. Her tits bounced with every grind, and her nails scratched down my back.
“You watching this, Troy?” she called out, still bouncing. “My boyfriend keeps fucking me like he owns me.”
“I see it,” Troy said, stroking himself while he stood by the couch. “He looks good inside you.”