I gasp when he pulls out his huge cock, my eyes widening as it stands proud and erect before me. It's so much bigger than anything I've seen before, and even though a part of me is nervous about taking it inside, the other part can't help but feel excited by the challenge. My fingers tremble as I reach down to stroke him, feeling his hot skin against my fingertips.

I close my eyes and focus on his cock, taking it deep into my mouth. My lips wrap around the thick shaft as I bob my head up and down, sucking hungrily while my hands stroke him in time with my movements. It tastes salty and hot, filling my senses as I begin to understand just how good he'll feel inside me. I moan around his cock, loving the power I have over him right now... even though I know it won't last long before he takes control again.

As she continues to jump, her mind races with questions. Why am I doing this? Because he's older than me and he makes me feel... important? Wanted? Or is it because his words make me hot and embarrassed at the same time? She tries not to think about how good it feels to be controlled in this way, even if it's just through words.

Her movements become more fluid and sensual as she jiggles her body for him, no longer caring who sees or what they might think.

As she continues to move her body, Sophie can't help but wonder how they ended up in this situation. Perhaps it was fate; maybe she was just looking for attention from someone older and more experienced. Or perhaps it was something deeper within herself that craved this kind of interaction, no matter how twisted it seemed on the surface.

Her movements become even more suggestive as her thoughts wander down this dangerous path, her hips swaying back and forth with each jump.