Ride the White Horse

Josh's hands, now free to roam, cupped Sophia's face, his fingers tracing the contours of her cheekbones, his thumbs grazing the outer edges of her lips.

"I think it's time you let me take you for a ride Sophia," Josh murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. His fingers traced the outline of her lips, lingering on the soft, full curves. {first\_name}'s heart raced as she felt herself being lifted up from her knees, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall.

Sophia reached down and took hold of Josh's cock and guided into her pussy kissing him passionately as he slowly lowered and raised Sophia driving his cock deeper with each trip.

Josh's strong arms effortlessly support Sophia and the control he had over her in that moment caused her arousal to escalate. The way he held her against the wall, his body pressed against hers, the way his hands roamed her body; it was making it hard for Sophia to concentrate on anything else. She could feel his cock, hard and throbbing as more and more of it entered her pussy, and all she wanted was for him to fuck her.

"Do it Josh, take me," Sophia moaned, her eyes half-lidded with lust. The musician didn't need to be told twice; he grabbed her legs and pulled them farther apart, his fingers spreading wide the lips of her pussy as more of his cock infected her with pleasure.

As the musician's cock plunged deeper into her pussy, Sophia's eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a low, throaty moan. The sound echoed off the cold, tile walls of the bathroom, mingling with the creak of the old pipes and the soft hum of the air conditioning vent. The musician's fingers dug deeper into her thighs, his grip tightening as he lifted her higher, his cock sinking further into her wet, welcoming depths.

Sophia's hands instinctively wrapped around the musician's neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, her lips crashing against his in a fierce, passionate kiss.