Misti’s POV
Riding him was the next thing.
I pushed him back in bed gently until he was lying flat on it gently. The water that splitted from the shower started gushing from our bodies, wetting the bedsheet under us, but I didn’t care.
All I wanted was to feel him c*m deep in my p***y again.
I wanted to f**k, suck and have fun.
I climbed on his chest, my knees nearly breaking by the side of his hips. His d**k was still hard, standing up as if it was ready to dip into my mouth and the shower. I stared down at it and felt that familiar craving twist again in my belly.
I was ready to ride that d**k. “Look how hot you are!”
Very gently, I grabbed that d**k in my hand, guiding the thick cap directly to my wet c**t. I rubbed it against my p***y lips first, teasing both of our bodies a
