Kayla
Damien did not slow down. He actually started moving faster. He was chasing his own finish now. The feeling was almost too much for me to handle. It was so intense, but the pleasure was much stronger than the shock. It felt amazing.
"Get on top of me," he commanded suddenly. He pulled out and sat back against the cushions of the couch. "I want a front-row seat to watch you ride me."
My legs felt like jelly, but I moved anyway. I straddled his lap and sank down onto him with a long, shaky moan. Damien’s hands moved fast. He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them firmly as I started to find a rhythm.
"Look at you," he groaned. His thumbs moved in circles over my n*****s. "You are taking exactly what you want. You look so hot doing that."
I rode him hard. I moved my hips just right t
