She’s a goddamn siren, and I’m about to crash on her rocks as she moans out—her body tensing and thighs tightening against my hips. Her pussy pulses all around me, wave after wave as I slow my strokes so she can sink into her orgasm. But the minute her breath hitches again, I’m a goddamn goner. My hands grip and hips hit over and over and over. The sound of slick skin. The scent of sex. The feel of her wet heat gripping me. I cry out when I come. My vision goes white.
