You check your watch – we’ll be getting back to an empty house, you tell me. I only open my eyes when I feel the car bump up the curb into the driveway. xxx Over and over it throbs. I brace the toes of one foot over the far end of the counter, the other over the lip of the sink. Your hips jack forward and freeze there as the muscles in your thighs tighten. My ass contracts, striving to match your rhythm, and I succeed. “I need you,” I whisper into your ear, hoarse with desire, “I need you all the way up my ass.”
I drop my head onto your shoulder and put my mouth against the side of your neck as I feel your cock slip down.
