Allison – 58
“Got anything left for me?” The words sound like someone else is taking through me. Why do they have to sound so corny though?
Alex doesn’t seem to mind the cliche. A strong arm wraps around my neck, slipping under my shoulders and stopping at my waist. then suddenly I’m lifted, rolling on top of him and my pussy rubs against his sculpted abs. I can feel his cock against my back, nestled between my cheeks and reaching up to touch my shoulder blade.
His powerful hands knead my breasts fiercely. It’s right at the edge of being painful but I don’t want it to stop. I lower my chest and kiss him. I can taste Ingrid’s juices on his lips and it only adds to the simulation. Her familiar taste on his new form. I want that cock inside me now, to feel what Ingrid felt. I’ve never had a real cock before but that’s about to change.
I sit up and raise my hips off of his stomach as I reach back and grab the monster that’s been dancing along my spine. “Go slow at first, I want to remember this.”