I thought Kayla might be reluctant to carry on f*****g but the game and its aftermath had sparked something in her and she didn't want to stop f*****g, her fingers still rubbing her dark pink n*****s.
"How do you want me Mr Matthews?" she said, looking into my eyes.
"On your hands and knees," I ordered her and she unsteadily slid off the couch and onto the rug again.
Kayla knelt on the thick rug and supported her body with her hands and I had a wonderful view of her slim 18-year-old body presenting itself for my pleasure. I moved around behind her and looked down at her sexy body waiting for me to take her again.
Kneeling between her long legs I placed my swollen head at the entrance to her wet p***y. Grasping her soft hips I held her still while pushing my hard length into her willing
