I study you casually, but closely. Village sex I take the opportunity to grasp your cock, lowering it to where I’m straddling your cock, it held at attention beneath my body, pressure concentrated on my clit from the head of your cock. You moan, but I can tell you’re taken aback by me finally responding. “I need you right now,” i gasp, grabbing your hands and guiding them to my hips. Subtle eyeliner and full lashes framing my doe baby blues. No smile, no smirk. After what feels like ages of your cock teasing my slit, you finally pull back enough to where the head rests lightly against my opening. And, yes… I tilt my head backwards against your chest, realizing you smell distinctly of after shave and pinewood. Just a blank stare.
