The position let him hit even deeper. My ass slapped against his thighs with every drop. He reached around and rubbed my clit in rough circles, his other hand coming up to pinch and tug my nipples. Sweat slicked our skin. The chair creaked rhythmically. I rode him harder, grinding, swirling my hips so his thick shaft rubbed every sensitive spot.

“Fuck, look at you,” he murmured hot against my ear, biting my shoulder. “Bouncing on this big cock like you were born for it. Your mom has no idea her little girl is such a cock-hungry slut.”

The dirty talk sent me spiraling. I came again, pussy fluttering and...