Yeah, I was being bossy as fuck, but if she wanted to ride my dick, then I wanted those cowgirl boots on as she did it.

After she kicked her panties to the side, she stood back up, her tits swaying with the motion.

Every inch of her was perfect. And that pussy… a little patch of dark hair capped pink lips that glistened with her need. I could see her clit all hard and ready to play. I licked my lips, eager to get my mouth on her, but I could wait. Later.

Now, I crooked my finger and she came over, crawled up and straddled me. I couldn’t resist reaching up and cupping her breasts. Her dark hair brushed the backs of my hands. “Thatcher,” she whispered, her head falling back. She was sensitive and I wondered if I could get her to come just like this. I could spend all night trying.

“These… fuck, sweets. I’m obsessed with them. Lean forward. I’ve gotta get them in my mouth.”

She leaned forward and one nipple hovered over my lips. I lifted my head, sucked the pink tip into my mouth.

A moan slipped from her lips as I felt the tip harden against my tongue.

Perfection. I alternated between the two full globes, ready to die a happy man.

“God, that feels so good.”

I let her go with a pop and she looked down at me. She flicked her hair back, then took her glasses off. I took them from her, reached out and set them on the side table beside the favor bag.

“You wet for me?”

I knew she was. I could feel it on my thighs.

“So wet,” she whispered.

“Rise up. Take me in you.”

She lifted up, slowly lowered herself so I was positioned at her entrance. She gripped the base and I hissed, but watched her as she lowered down. One fucking slow inch at a time.

“Fuck,” I growled, trying not to thrust up and fill her too fast.

Slowly she sank down until she sat upon my thighs. Her inner walls rippled as she adjusted to me.

I waited with my teeth gritted together. Finally, she blinked, set her hands on my chest.

“Go for it, cowgirl,” I told her.

She smiled then. Yeah, she fucking smiled. She was crammed full with my dick and she looked at me as if this was fun. Which it was, but with her hair covering part of her face and her tits sticking out and just… fuck.

I was in trouble here.

When she started to move, I was a goner. She used her hands to brace herself, but she rode me, slow at first, then faster, following her pleasure. I watched her. The way her tits swayed and bounced, her perfect ass slapped against my thighs. Her inner walls practically milked the cum from my balls.