"Of course," he said. She had stripped him half-naked before he could even think of objecting (not that he would), and she had his stiff c**k in her hands, stroking it and running her fingers over the swollen head. His expression conveyed complete disbelief that he was, in fact, this lucky.
Patricia had no patience to undress fully. She freed herself up just enough to allow access between her legs and guided him in, gasping as his c**k filled her from one end to the other. Her head lolled to one side.
"It's just like I imagined..." she said.
"Is it?" he said, face flushed. "I still can't quite remember everything."
"I'll jog your memory," she said, smiling. Working her powerful thighs she pushed herself up and down him. Her breasts strained against her corset. She felt him throbbing in
