Eleanor
I come for Wade, with his cock buried in my throat, his tongue licking my clit more gently now that I am coming down from my high. My throat keeps squeezing around him as I choke on him. He pulls out of my mouth, rolling over and rubs my thigh. “Ride me.”
Sitting up, I stare at him. I lick my lips, tasting his pre-cum. Wade adjusts against his pillows, putting one hand behind his head while the other strokes his cock. He looks me over, from legs to pussy, to tits, to face. His eyes focus on my raw lips. “Show me what you like, baby.”