Kart giggled at Wes being able to pick her up so easily and twist her so her core was exposed to his cock. She could feel it poking at her and while she was already wet from his earlier teasing, the blonde could have sworn it increased just then.Â
Easing back, she felt the tip slide in, nice and tight. It certainly didn’t hurt this time, but all the pleasure shot up her body as she let out a low moan, moving back and forth on him, slowly. Her top part laid on the bed with her butt still staying in the air as it moved.Â
“This is very,,, nice,” she breathed out, grabbing the sheets underneath.
Watching Kat take control turned Wes on even more, the way she pushed back onto Wes’ cock eagerly. Her tightness made him groan as he dug his fingertips into Kat’s hips, perhaps hard enough to leave marks. But he knew that Kat would say something if he was hurting her in anyway.
Feeling the urge to make his own movement, he started to thrust, snapping his hips back and forth whilst holding onto her to make sure she stayed in place.
“You always feel so perfect,” Wes groaned. He leant forward to pepper kisses on her spine, “So perfect.”










