Sara
“Kingsley… f**k me,” Sara moaned desperately as she straddled him, her voice dripping with raw hunger. “I want to feel all of you. Right now.”
She felt zero guilt. Only burning, delicious revenge. Every moan, every thrust was a deliberate slap to Tom’s face for what he had done to her. She wanted to erase him completely ... to replace every painful memory with pure, overwhelming pleasure.
Sara reached down, wrapped her fingers around Kingsley’s thick, hard c**k, and guided it to her soaked entrance.
With a slow, sinful roll of her hips, she sank down onto him, taking every inch deep inside her p***y in one smooth motion.
“Ahhh… f**k!” she cried out loudly, her head falling back in ecstasy as he stretched her completely. She began riding him hard, bouncing up and down on his c**
