Rachel Grinds on you.

Using your shoulders as support and even shredding the top off of her, Rachel pins herself to you and hoists herself to where your cock is rightfully placed underneath her pussy. She starts to rub, back and forth- back and forth letting the wetness of her pussy act as lube. Your pre-cum probably helped too.

"Fffuuuck - fuck me -" she moans in your ear. You hold on to her for support even if every inch of you wants to lift her up and shove her down on your cock. But you let her grind her wet pussy all over your cock. “God, can you imagine if someone saw us right now.” She moans again.

“I’d rather not-“ you grunt “I’m too focused on you.”

“Aren’t you- fuck - sweet. What are you my highschool sweetheart?”

“If I was your highschool sweetheart heh, you’d be much older.”

“You don’t know how old I am.”

“Old enough to be drinking.” Rachel laughs and increases the pace. Her lips pucker and her eyes roll, fingers dig into your back as she continues.

“Holy shit, fuck I’m gunna- I’m gunna- “ her breathing heavies. And before you know it she’s grabbed the back of your head and starts realizing fluids along your cock. The sound of a cumming woman never gets fucking old.

And speaking of cumming... the feeling in your balls, the curling of your toes, your heavy breaths all lead to the moment you needed. You ejaculate- strings of cum jettison from your head, smacking onto the floor and sticking to her thighs.

Both you and Rachel let out a satisfied and needed - sigh.