“You are the hottest girl I have ever fucked,Rape ” he whispered, his voice low and husky, the words sending a spark of excitement through her. His chest–Linda’s chest–bounced free, and she surged up, her mouth latching onto a nipple, sucking desperately as he rode her.

“Yes–fuck, yes,” he gasped, his hands tangling in her hair–Ken’s hair–guiding her as he pounded down, his pussy dripping, soaking her. He raised his arms, bending them at the elbows, and his biceps bulged–thick, defined, veins popping faintly under the skin. Her hands tangled in his hair wet and dark, the strands slipping through her fingers as she pulled him closer, her hips bucking instinctively, a weak thrust in her frame that he controlled with ease.

He slid one hand between his thighs the water making his skin slick as his fingers found his pussy, swollen and dripping under the spray.