Dayna rides my pole

{if CouchSex=true}I want to finish fucking Dayna’s little pussy in comfort, so when I pull out, I lead her to the bedroom. It’s neat for two reasons: one, I’m long since drilled to always make my bed, and two, I haven’t moved much into it yet. (And maybe I won’t, for that matter.) After pulling the sheets down, {endif}I lie down on my back. “Ride me, dirty girl,” I growl.

“Yes, sir,” Dayna breathes happily. She straddles me and lowers herself onto my prick. Once she’s sure she’s lined up properly, she impales herself on me in one swift motion. She ends up sitting on my hips with her anterior fornix stretched around my knob. She grinds herself into me, throws back her head, and howls like a wolf in heat. I reach up and grab her boobs, thumbing their quivering tips; she howls even louder. Her cunt clenches my dick like it wants to fuse with it.

“Fuck that’s good—” Dayna gasps. “So deep—so fucking deep—no one’s ever gone so deep as you . . . so good . . . Sir is using all of my little pussy, not just some of it, and filling it so crazy fucking full . . .” She starts moving up and down, slowly. Then her eyes open and focus on me. She looks down at me fondling her breasts and smirks. “Would Sir like to suckle my big, soft titties while I ride your big fuckpole?” she asks saucily.

“You know I would, vixen,” I growl.

“Oh, good,” Dayna coos. She shifts forward and puts her hands on the bed. I feed myself one of her succulent tits. I engulf it, getting as big a mouthful of soft, springy titflesh as I can. I suck on it and let my tongue play over it. I pull off and flick the nipple with my tongue. I caress and tease the nipple with my lips, then suckle it hard. “Thank you, sir,” Dayna murmurs. “Thank you for loving my girls. Your mouth feels so good—” Her voice breaks off with a guttural stop. She starts bouncing her ass up and down on my cock without moving her torso. Is she twerk-fucking me? I wonder. Would that be accurate? Whatever you call it, it feels incredible. “Suckle my titties—eat my fat titties—love my titties—ooooooooh yeah—”

Dayna starts grinding her clit against my pubic bone. She rocks and slides her hips, working my cock in and out of her cunt. She shimmies from side to side a little, varying the pressure of my dick on her inner walls. I suckle the other tit, nipping at its quivering point. I pull and twist the wet nipple left uncovered. She mewls and fucks me harder and faster. “Fuck, sir, you’ve made sex all new for me,” she moans. “Your beautiful huge cock, the way you love my body—my girls, my little pussy—eating me everywhere—it’s so good, and you fuck me so deep, I’ve never been fucked so good . . . Please, sir, cum in your dirty girl’s tight little pussy—claim my pussy with your cream . . . you’ve plowed me so good, seed me, seed my hot, wet pussy—I’m on the pill—it would be so hot if you knocked me up anyway—fill me with your seed, sir, please fill me with your seed . . . fill your dirty girl with your cum, sir, please, please cum in me and make me cum . . .”

It’s so hot listening to Dayna beg for my cum, I can’t hold back any longer. “Take it, vixen,” I grunt. “Take it—” I bend my head back and cut loose with a roar, spewing my cream deep in her tight, wet heat.

“Thank you, sir—” Dayna gasps. “Thank you—” She arches her back and explodes with an orgasmic shriek.