“That feels so good, Michael.”
“Yeah?”
“I love doing these gangbangs but I know the pleasure part is more
about the guys than me. It’s cool, I understand it. But it gets me so worked up. Every year I finish the night in my bed with a vibrator.”
“But not this year.”
She shook her head, her eyes still blissfully shut. She stroked Michael’s c**k faster. It was wide and long and hard now. She spread his pre-c*m over the head with her thumb, making him flinch.
“I want you to f**k me, Michael. Put it in my wet cunt. Please, do it.”
He pulled out of her and promptly pushed down his pants and underwear. He scooted to the edge of the couch and Carol adjusted her straddling position.
“Ready?”
She nodded and descended on his shaft. She paused when he brushed the tip across her drenched folds
