But after letting her take control for a while, riding me like she was starving, I was ready to claim it back.
I gripped her hips tight, stopping her mid-drop, and flipped her onto her back—my cock never leaving her pussy. She gasped as I pinned her down, thrusting deep and hard, kissing her rough—tongue claiming her mouth while I slapped her cheek lightly, possessive.
"Why'd you think you could dominate me, huh?" I growled between kisses, slapping again—just enough sting to make her moan.
She surrendered completely—eyes glazing, body going soft and open beneath me, legs wrapping around my waist to pull me deeper.
But then a thought hit me hard. This MILF had the most sinful ass I'd ever seen—wide, child-bearing hips, thick and juicy, begging for attention I hadn't given it yet.
I stopped, pulling out slow—she whined at the loss—and guided her up.
