Ava pulled her mouth off my cock with a wet pop, spit and precum dripping from her glossy lips down her chin. She looked up at me with those big blue eyes, breathing hard.

“I want you to fuck me,”

Before I could answer, she stood up and turned around, and tried to straddle me right there on the living-room couch. Her tiny white shorts were already pushed to the side, her bare, dripping pussy hovering just above my throbbing cock.

She reached down, grabbed my shaft, and started lowering herself onto me.

Fuuuck

“Fuck, Ava...- wait,” I hissed, grabbing her hips to stop her. My heart was slamming inside...