She planted both hands on my chest for balance and started bouncing properly, thick thighs flexing as she lifted and dropped herself on my cock again and again. Her heavy ass jiggled with every impact. The oversized t-shirt shifted with the movement, sometimes riding up enough to show the soft curve of her belly, sometimes falling back down.
I slid one hand around to her ass and gave it a firm slap, watching the flesh ripple. Then I gripped both cheeks and helped her bounce, pulling her down harder onto me.
"Look at you," I groaned. "Riding me out here like you can't get enough. This perfect fucking ass is going to leave bruises on my hips."
Kayla let out a breathless laugh that turned into a moan when I thrust up especially deep. "You love this ass. Don't even try to deny it."
"I'm not denying anything. It's the best one I've ever fucked. Soft, thick, and it takes my cock so well."
