Lesbian PsychoDramas #27

She straddles him slowly, settles her weight onto his cock until every inch disappears inside her. Her hips rock forward, find that angle that makes her gasp and grips him tight. Sweat beads along her spine, a tiny salt line down the middle of her back as she rides him, palms braced on his chest for purchase. He cups her breasts, thumbs stroking the taut peaks of her nipples, rolling them gently then pinching until the sting bites and the ache feels good. Her breath catches. His hand slips between them, finds the swollen bud of her clit with the pad of his thumb, circles once, twice, and she tightens around him with a wet, hungry sound. Every thrust drives deeper, pulls a low moan from her throat. She leans in, mouth hovering just above his, tongues brushing between ragged breaths, and her cunt pulses, coating him slick as her body shakes and breaks open in another hard release.