STRIKER

 

 

 

She is exceptional.

I couldn’t look away or shut my eyes close and miss the most beautiful woman on top of me. And she felt incredibly good. 

London hadn’t moved, so I gave her time to adjust as I was all hard inside her, and she was so stretched. 

I skimmed my hands all over her hips, to her abdomen, and her perky tits. I cupped them, paying attention to her puckered nipples, pinching them, and it spiked something inside her, clenching around me.

Her eyes started to flutter close as she bit her bottom lip and braced her hands on my chest. 

“Ride me, baby.”

She rose and...