Yes, yes — Len — ( it feels like an endless stream of rambling slipping past her lips, short gasps as she rides him, gripping the back of the couch hard so she can control the powerful movement of her hips against his. sara bites back a whimpered moan as she gets him to just the right spot, and holy shit, she needs more — )
Lay back, ( she demands suddenly, wanting him to lay back horizontally on the couch rather than sitting up so she can really go to town, fuck him until neither of them can so much as think straight. )
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Lay back, ( she demands suddenly, wanting him to lay back horizontally on the couch rather than sitting up so she can really go to town, fuck him until neither of them can so much as think straight. )