He glanced back. ‘Are you alright?’
‘Yes, Sir,’ Alice managed to gasp. ‘It’s just I’ve never ridden before.’
‘I can tell,’ he whispered under his breath.
Alice knew her cunt was becoming slick with wetness. This only increased the pleasurable friction. Her cunt was spread open, soaking completely through her bloomers. Her firm c**t was sliding back and forth with each gallop.
Alice felt herself gasping harder now, and greedily pressing body into the motion. She’d never felt something so good before, and all she wanted was more. Another little moan came from her lips, but Mr Darrow kept his eyes straight ahead, maintaining the pace. Dizzily, Alice wondered if he was doing so on purpose.
Alice couldn’t help but dig her fingernails into his jacket, as the pleasure felt close to exploding
