Chapter 5: You don’t have to pull out
He used his hands, one at a time, to grab and squeeze the breast closest to it, using his fingers to pinch her nipples, making her moan louder.
"You like my rod in you?" He asked, growling in her ear.
"Oh yes. It's even better than I imagined!," Sylra responded, grabbing the bedsheet tightly with her fists.
She couldn't believe how much pleasure she was getting at the moment, her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and she was finding it hard to stay coherent.
Alex continued pounding into her, swear covered his body and some dropped onto her.
He finally pulled out.
"Do you want to ride it?" He asked.
Sylra nodded yes, still unable to catch her breath.
Alex got off her and laid down on the bed. "We'll come on then". He teased, slapping his rod slightly.
Sylra rolled her eyes weakly and then got up from the bed.
she threw her leg over him and straddled him.