***Obtained this from a different source.***
“I’m good too,” I whispered, and began to shift against him, rubbing myself and my arousal all over his rock hard cock. I could have come again from just that, but I lifted myself slightly, and adjusted for him to see me.
I slid, slowly, slowly down until he filled me completely. He seemed to stop breathing until I began to pump up and down. Like in the shower, I started with patient intentions, and quickly lost myself in the feel of him, the fullness, the smooth skin, and unyielding pressure.
He reached forward, using his fingers to stimulate me, and I leaned back, giving him as much as I could. His eyes were open, taking me in, watching my tits bounce as I rode him faster and faster.
Another orgasm, so many today, rocketed through me and I jerked forward, losing all sense of time or space. I felt him buck underneath me, letting out a low, deep groan and a couple of choice words.
“Oh fuck,” I heard him whisper, more to himself than to me.
I leaned forward, with him still inside me and he twitched again. “What?”
He opened his eyes, kissed me, and cocked his head to the side with a sleepy smile. “It was even better than I imagined.”
