David's words were crude and unrefined. So why did they make her pussy clench and more wetness spill over his cock as she rubbed along it? She looked down at his unshaven face, spotted with paint and flushed with passion and it was so beautiful, so dear it made something in her chest hurt, echoing the ache in her womb. She rubbed her slit harder against his cock and he closed his eyes and groaned but still his fingers pinched and pulled on her swollen nipples.

"Lean forward ...