Chapter 83 Delicious Ride Of Desire

I wasn’t sure who was more eager to free his cock from his pants between him and myself. My pussy hole felt so empty now that he had withdrawn his fingers and I couldn’t wait to fill it with something much hotter, longer, and thicker. I stared down at the massive upstanding poll that I had just freed as it sprang into my awaiting hands. Frankly, his size and hardness never failed to impress me. His cold nature, bad mood swings, and unsocial personality aside, I had to admit that we were very compatible when it came to sharing pleasures of the flesh. “It’s so hard…” I murmured admiringly as I ran my fingertips up and down the extensive length of his cock.