"Look at you," she panted, still slamming herself down. "Lying there while I use your cock like my personal toy. You love watching this ass bounce, don't you? You love how tight and wet I am for you…"
I groaned louder and slapped her other cheek, then both, leaving faint red marks on the soft, thick flesh. Every time my palm connected she clenched around me even tighter.
"Fuck… your ass is perfect," I said. "Keep bouncing on me just like that. Take every inch… ride me harder."
Kayla moaned and did exactly that, her powerful thighs working overtime as she fucked herself on my cock at a relentless pace. The car was rocking so hard it was a miracle no one outside had noticed yet. Her juices were dripping down my shaft and onto my balls with every drop.
"I'm so close already," she gasped, her voice turning higher. "Your cock feels too fucking good… stretching me open… filling me up…"
