The sudden wet heat wrapped around me completely. I groaned, hands flying up to her thighs. She was tight and slick and still full of my cum, the mixture making every inch of the slide feel filthy and perfect. Once she was fully seated she stayed still for a second, adjusting, then planted her hands on my chest and started to move.
She set the pace, slow rolls of her hips at first, then longer rises and drops that let me watch every inch of my cock disappear inside her. The position left me completely at her mercy. I could only lie there and take it while she used me.
"Look at you," she murmured, voice low and amused as she lifted almost all the way off and then sank back down. "Your best friend's mother is riding your cock and you're just lying there taking it. No shame at all, are there?"
I swallowed hard. The words hit differently coming from her while she was the one in control. My hands squeezed her thighs.
