BRUCE

I run my tongue along the milky skin of her breasts as my cock sinks into her warm, wet, tight pussy.

Opal moans and drags her fingernails along my chest, drawing blood. She bounces up and down the length of my cock, then rolls her hips.

I'm far gone.

I grab her thighs, fingers digging into her soft flesh. She grinds down on me, her lips parted as a string of moans fills the space between us. Every time she moans, I lose myself a little more.

I raise my hips to meet her, thrusting ...