I obeyed, facing the table and leaning forward, my palms braced against the cool surface for support. My breasts pressed into the wood, my back arching as I glanced over my shoulder at him.

He stepped closer, one hand wrapped around his thick cock. With the other, he parted my pussylips, dragging his dick through my wetness and coating himself in my juices.

A shiver ran through me as the head of his cock nudged my entrance. His hands gripped my hips firmly, holding me in place.

Slowly, he pushed forward, stretching me inch by inch. My lips parted in a gasp as his hard length slid deeper, filling me...