Allowing my eyes to dart to his cock, I curl my fingers around it and throw caution to the wind. Taking one step forward, I push Martin back until he's the one with his back against the wall. Then, placing my hands on his shoulders, I force him down. He slides down the wall hesitantly, sitting on the floor, and I climb on top of him.

I grit my teeth as the tip of his cock rests on my wet pussy lips and let instinct take the wheel. I raise my hips and lower them so that my pussy swallows the tip of his cock. “You're so tight... I want...