I turned around to face him, heart pounding, and he wasted no time. He grabbed my thighs, lifted me easy like I weighed nothing, and wrapped my legs tight around his waist.
His c**k still so f*****g hard, slick from before pressed right up against my entrance, then he pushed in slow at first, letting me feel every thick inch stretching me open again.
Once he was buried deep, he held me like I was his one arm under my ass, the other locked around my back and started thrusting up into me.
My ass barely grazed the edge of the couch arm for balance, but he carried all my weight, controlling every move.
Each deep stroke hit that perfect spot inside me, making my toes curl and my breath hitch.
He f****d me hard, no holding back, hips snapping up so his c**k slammed in and out with wet, f
