my lips around your big, hard cock,” she said mindlessly.
“Shit!” he said. “No woman gets me this excited.”
Savannah pushed gently on his muscled shoulder, coaxing him onto his back. He was a giant at the mercy of her imagination; her whim. She straddled him. His face was curled with a slight smile as he watched. She unfastened belt, the biker emblem on the buckle was heavy. She traced the emblem with her finger.
“Is this your club logo?” she asked.
It was very artful,
“It is,” he said in a smoky voice. “So is this.”
He leaned his shoulder towards her so she could check out his tattoo. It was indeed the same. Foley stroked her bare arms and in a sly move, fished under the flimsy hem of her teddy. His hot fingers found the doughy curve of her breast. He pinched her soft nipples until they were hard. He teased their imprisoned tips with the pad of his thumbs.
While he had a hold of her, he raised his buttocks slightly, off of the sofa with her astride him, so that she could lower his jeans. He was fully erect; completely excited. Savannah’s eyelids fluttered. The sight of him aroused her so.
She was in the perfect position. Savannah lowered her mouth to capture the clean, smooth head of his rigid cock in the heat of her wet lips. Foley drew in a breath sharply. That pleased her. She knew he liked it.
Foley moaned. “Put your head down here, now lick those balls as wet and dirty as you can… yes, yes, that’s it.”
She took in as much of his very large length as she could. She took him into the back of her throat one time before guiding the tip of him to the spongy walls of her cheeks. She constricted her entire mouth around him as tautly as possible, working up a lot of saliva to create sensual perfection for him. She gripped the base of him and worked until he tapped out.
“Baby, it’s so hot when you suck me off like that… you bad girl,” he said.
He touched her shoulder, almost pushing her off of him. He leaned forward, gathering her up. Her pajamas were loose enough that he could slip them aside. She mounted him, sinking down onto his hardness as deeply as she could.
“Oh yeah… it feels so good being in that hot pussy of yours,” he said.
She let go a deep breath, clenching her eyes with splendorous feel of him. He filled her so perfectly, so completely. She rocked her hips up and around, motivated by the oldest, most primal urge. Foley clutched her with his big powerful hands and helped her along, lifting her as he drove into her. He too was possessed by ancient carnal frenzy.
He tossed her to the side and was now above her. His wide and powerful form spread before her like a canopy. Savannah never tired of staring into his handsome face as soft, long wisps of hair fell forward. She reached up and twirled his curls around her fingers. Foley turned his head and cupped her hand to his lips.
Savannah drew her knees up and back to her chest before extending her legs up to his shoulders. He pumped into her even more deeply with every contact of her core around him, tight and sensitive.
“You like being fucked hard and rough. You like it hard…you like it when I fuck you hard and rough like that, don’t you? Tell me you like it hard and rough!”
“Yes, I like it hard and rough!” she said.
She consciously constricted her body around his, rhythmically. Foley grunted.
“Baby,” he said. “You’re the best I ever had.”
Gripping the sheets, Savannah moaned. He trailed his fingers along the back of her buttocks, the back of her thighs until he found the backs of knees. He pulled her tight against him, impaling her all the more while he thrusts mightily deep into her body.
His fingers found crept into the seam of her buttocks, teasing that entrance as he filled her. Gasps escaped his lips as he chased his pleasure.
“You feel so good,” she said.
She raised hips up and down off of the mattress in counter rhythm of his. Her action caused her breast