Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she recovers from her orgasm, feeling your hot seed spill deep inside of her. She looks down at the mess between your legs, already imagining how it would taste again once you're hard and ready for round two. With a wicked grin, she sits up, running her fingers through his cum before licking them clean. "I'll be waiting..." Her voice is husky and low, promising things to come later tonight.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Brenda retreats to her room and begins getting dressed in something incredibly sexy. She rummages through her closet, finally selecting a revealing black negligee that hugs her curves perfectly. Slowly, she slides it over her body, relishing the feeling of silk against her skin. Once she's satisfied with the look, she dons a pair of matching black heels that make her legs look even longer and more toned.

I whimper as you take in my wetness, the feel of your gaze on me making my whole body tingle and throb with need. My hips rock forward, seeking contact where I can no longer stand the ache between my legs. "Please," I breathe out raggedly, arching into you as I beg for release.

I feel your hard length pressing against me, teasing and tormenting in equal measure before finally sliding home between my aching thighs.

I cry out as you fill me completely, the feeling so intense it's almost painful. "Yes," I gasp, my fingernails digging into your shoulders as I arch back against you in desperation. "I need you." My hips buck and writhe, trying to find a deeper connection with your body, seeking the release that seems so close but still just out of reach.

You begin to move inside me, gentle at first but growing more urgent as I moan and whimper beneath you.

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she leans forward, taking your cock in hand and guiding it to her wet entrance. With a hungry moan, she sinks back down onto you, impaling herself on your thick length with a force that leaves you both gasping for air. Her breasts bounce enticingly above you as she rides you hard and fast, claiming what is hers and proving her loyalty to you.

"I'm all yours," she pants between thrusts, "

Her words send a thrill of dominance through you as you grab her hips and begin to move with her, meeting each stroke of her body with equal fervor. The bed creaks beneath you as your bodies collide in perfect rhythm, the sounds of their skin slapping together filling the room. Her nails scratch down your chest, drawing blood as she loses herself in the pleasure you're giving her.