Source: Ambient Storm

Garters, hosiery, bra.... and I'm bent over the dresser with him fucking me from behind. No time to put on the requisite black dress. Or shoes. I lean over and spread my legs as far as I can, standing on tip toes to allow him his perfect target. He thrusts into me hard and I grip the edge of the dresser for balance. His hands pull my hips into him, his balls slapping hard against my clit.

And then he is pushing me off of him and I am pushing him onto the bed, dropping to my knees and taking his glistening cock into my mouth. Licking my juices off in a fevered pace, pulling precum to the head, bending it forward at an angle to make it perfect to suck all the juice out of his glorious cock.

I stop long enough to put on my dress and am going for the heels when I hear his low growl.

"Get on the bed."

He is standing naked, his hard cock in his fist. Stroking it hard enough to have created so much precum you can hear it across the room. The sound makes my mouth water. Literally. I begin licking my lips as I watch his flying fist.

I scramble to the bed on my hands and knees. I know that is the position he wants me in, otherwise he would have said lie down, right? Right.

Then he is behind me and I am actually fucking back against him, as he guides me with one hand on the front of my thigh and the fingers of his other hand pulling gently on my ring and dancing lightly on the head of my clit. I buck back against him and then I feel it.