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And I wasn’t yet finished with her.

I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her to sit on my lap. I let

her ride me reverse-cowgirl style while I licked the back of her neck

and pulled at her nipples. When she tired, I spanked her upper thigh

then gripped her hips and moved her body for her. She came again,

stuttering my name, a sound that made me wild with lust.

I couldn’t resist anymore—I had to watch her face.

Again, I shifted her, laying her back onto the bed. I knelt in front

of her, my knees driven wide. With my hands gripping her ankles, I

spread her legs apart. She was completely on display now—the twist

of her facial features, her tits as they bounced to my unrelenting

tempo, her pussy as it swallowed each and every one of my cock’s

thrusts. This time I didn’t have to tell her to touch herself, she just

did, her eyes locked on me as she stroked horizontally across her clit

—she was a quick learner. The best of students.

“This,” she said, her gaze glossy. “I really like this.