Chapter 2

My pussy flooded hotter, soaking the crotch of my shorts so I could feel the fabric clinging wet between my legs.

I reached back with my free hand and stroked his hard cock over his pants, wrapping my fingers around the thick length and squeezing so I could feel every vein and the way the head was already leaking enough precum to make a damp spot on the fabric.

“Shit, it’s so thick,” I breathed out, stroking him slowly and firmly while he kept mauling my tits with both hands now, one on each, lifting and squeezing them together so they spilled over his fingers.

“You’ve been walking...