#185545 - She would usually go without the T-shirt, not at all self-conscious about her curves, but the last couple of times they’d tried this the view she had offered him of her bare form had been too much for him to resist, eventually leading to him invariably getting erect. He looked down at where they met, his lips parted as the breath was driven from his lungs by the force of her body, his pale cock remaining soft, laying against his stomach as it bounced limply with each of her thrusts. “Yeah Carter baby, ride that dick, come on, harder…” She moaned, arching her back and squirming comfortably on the bed as Carter obeyed, his slow movements quickening now to the point where the sound of their bodies meeting started echoing around her small bedroom, her icy blue eyes glazed over with lust and the desire for so much more.
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