Women Seeking Women #66 - Scene 3

She showed up wearing nothing but that sheer robe she bought last week, nipples pushing against the fabric like they had a point to make. I didn’t waste time—got her bent over the kitchen counter, ass up, legs spread. I shoved in deep, balls slapping her skin every thrust, while she moaned like the house wasn’t the only thing getting wrecked tonight. She reached back, spread herself wider, took every inch and begged for more, which is exactly what I gave her—hard, steady, until her thighs shook and the only word she could manage was my name. By the time we hit the couch she was already wet down her legs and hungry for round two.