“You have no fucking clue.” He sets me down and pulls my shirt over my head. “Every time you bend over, I get a spectacular view of your ass. And your tits jiggle when your hammer hits home.” “How about if your hammer hits home right now?” I fumble with his belt buckle and yank his pants down. “I’ve been dying for your dick all day.” He fists my hair before shoving me down on my knees. I. Love. This.
