“Can I go all the way?”
“Yes… Please, fuck me, Beckham.”
With a grunt, I push in all the way.
She lets out a guttural sound that matches mine as her back arches and her fingers claw at the sheets.
This woman’s pussy is better than I imagined.
I part my legs, grip her hips with both hands, and fuck her slowly, reveling in her warmth.
“God that’s so good,” she says.
Yes, it is. And it’s only going to get better.
Tightening my grip on her, I put a palm on the mattress, and I pick up my pace.
I thrust into her hard, relishing in the sweet sounds of surrender escaping from her lips.
She shifts, and drops her head, her blonde hair falling forward, clearing a path so I can admire the skin of her smooth back.
I pull out, rubbing my sheathed tip through her lips and over her clit.
“So fucking slippery. You’re ready and willing.”
She moans. “I am. Don’t make me wait.” She wiggles her ass.
“Until you learn how to ask like a good girl, you’re not gonna get what you want.”
“Please. I need to feel your big cock inside me again.”
I caress her ass. “Good girl. Now, hold on for the ride.”
I rub the engorged head back and forth between her pussy lips.
She moans.
I grunt before sliding balls deep into her.
It’s so tight, she gasps and jerks her head back, sending a cascade of hair flying in the air.
I ease back slowly, loving her long moan. Loving how she’s strangling my cock.
“Yes…” she says as I ease back in.
“Yes, yes…” as I give a couple fast nudges.
“Oh, God, yes. More…” when I pick up the pace.
“I need to fuck this pretty little pussy harder.”
“Yes. Harder. Please, harder,” she says on a shaky breath.
It’s showtime.
I show her no mercy.
I deliver each punishing thrust with relentless force, and she takes it.
