Screw her into the wall

I pull out and stand up. I reach around Corette with both arms and grab her sweet handfuls, kneading the flesh and lightly squeezing their hard pink points. She moans. She doesn’t resist when I raise her up and turn her. I step backward; she puts her feet on the ground and stands. I turn her around and walk her backward to the wall. I lift one of her legs, cupping her tight ass cheek in my hand and massaging it. My other hand aims my shaft at her drooling hole. I impale her on it, hard and fast; she squeals and trembles as another climax fires her nerves.

Corette wraps her arms around my neck and hooks her leg over my hip. She raises her other leg and crosses her ankles behind my back. She moans and pants as I skewer her again and again with my fuckpole. Rhiannon strokes my shoulder blades and says huskily, “That’s it, stud—fuck her out of her fucking mind. Fuck her into the fucking wall—do her so hard her ass leaves a dent. Take her—fuck her right—show her what her tight little cunt was made for. Show her how good cock can feel.

“Let go, cousin,” she continues, speaking around my shoulder. “Give in to your pussy—give in to his cock—give yourself up to him. Be his Little Pink Riding Cunt. Let your slut loose—let yourself be a slut, just for him—let your pussy take what it needs. Let him take you, let him fuck you like a dirty little cumslut—let yourself be a dirty little cumslut, just for him. You need this so fucking bad—let go and take it.”

Corette cums again, thunderously, with a high, loud howl. I’d like to keep fucking her, but I’m not sure I can hang on.