Let's Get It On

When Baby Nicols steps in my room she doesn't need to open her mouth. I just grab her and kiss whatever skin I reach first. Mouth, throat, stomach - she tastes like she was made for this. Her shirt hits the floor, my pants follow, and we're already grinding before we hit the bed. Skin slides against skin, slick and warm, and there's no question what's next. I bury myself inside her and fuck her like we both been waiting weeks for it. Every thrust drags a moan out of her, every clench of her pussy pushes me closer to edge. Her nails rake my back while she rides me, loud and desperate, both of us tasting salt and sweat and each other's moans. She comes hard, legs shaking, and I keep going until I flood her, raw and deep, then we lay there breathless and already thinking about round two.