Watch her play*

Courtney moans and whimpers as she mauls her tit and buzzes her button. “This feels so good on my little clit,” she breathes. “I’m getting so wet—so fucking wet for you and your big, heavy cock . . . Do you like to watch, baby? Do you like seeing me play with myself? It’s so fucking hot, knowing you’re watching me use my joybuzzer . . .” Her voice breaks off with a sharp mewling and a shudder.

“There’s nothing hotter than watching a woman get turned on,” I tell her, “and you’re one damn fine specimen of a horny woman. Seeing those perfect titties bounce doesn’t hurt, either.”

“You like my titties, stud?” Courtney moans.

“They’re gorgeous,” I tell her. “I can’t wait to play with them.”

“Oooooooh,” she coos, then breaks off with an orgasmic squeal.

“And I love hearing you moan and knowing how much louder you’re going to be moaning when I have my dick in that sweet little pussy,” I say lustfully.

“Mmmmm, I like a man who’s sure of himself,” Courtney purrs. “Mmmmm—ahhh—aaahhhh—aaaahhhhh—” Her hips lift and her legs close somewhat; she starts to tremble.

“Fuck,” Courtney moans. “Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—” Her back arches and she goes rigid; then she curls forward with a scream, lifting her head and pulling her knees up as if the air rushing from her lungs created a vacuum.

Courtney relaxes with a huge sigh. “Ohhhhhh, that was good,” she says contentedly. She rolls lazily and pivots herself off the couch. She pats the cushion. “Get those clothes off and lie down, tiger,” she purrs. “I want to see what heat you’re packing, and I need to know how well it fits in my little cocksucking mouth.”