Saddle up, cowgirl

"No Grace, it's ok," you tell her, reaching down and pulling her into an embrace. She responds to your kiss with whimpering eagerness, her lithe body writhing against yours, her pubic mound grinding against your stiff cock. You reach down and guide it between her sodden folds and she gives a sharp gasp then arches her back and impales herself with a long groan.

"Ohhhhhh so good, so good!" she cries softly as she starts to rock on you, tossing her thick mane of red hair as she writhes. You stroke up her body, rubbing her stiff nipples with your thumbs and making her gasp excitedly.

"You do things to me! Oh God Mr. Carter....I love it so!" she groans as you start to buck under her, driving your straining meat into her hot tight cunt.

"You feel so fucking good!" you growl as you hold her and pump into her body, watching her face blossom with excitement.

"So Good! Oh Mr. Carter! Oh! Oh I Love it!" she whines eagerly as she plunges madly on top of you, her hands braced on your chest, her fingers scrabbling at you.

"You're my little redhaired fuck machine," you chuckle, seeing her bite her lip and widen her eyes with wanton need.

"I'm yours...all yours...you own me...own all of me...you can do anything...Oh God Anything! Oh Mr. Carter I'm So Close! So Close! Oh God! Mr. Carter! Mr. Carter! Ohhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh God Yessssssss!" she wails as she comes, bucking in an orgasmic frenzy on your rampant cock, until she collapses, sated and panting on your chest, her lips nuzzling your skin.

"We're not done yet Grace," you say softly. "You were greedy just now. I haven't come yet. And now it's my turn."