Chapter 94

He "accidentally" pulled the quilt from the railing, exposing us to the beach people, my legs high in the air, Greg fucking me with hard, long strokes. His fingers reached for my nipples, pulling them and enjoying my deep, grunting cries.

His cock was so deep inside me, so much a part of me. I rocked with him, fucked him back, feeling the hot tightness returning.

He held my legs over his shoulders, pulling my ass closer to him with each thrust. I could feel the heat, the quiver moving up my legs, reaching my well-fucked pussy and igniting there.

My muscles clamped onto his cock, pulling it deeper and deeper into the hot pinkness. I cried out his name, saying over and over that I loved him.

Suddenly, he stopped moving. I could feel his cock hard beating inside me, throbbing, swelling. His face was a mask of pleasure, his mouth tight with need. Then he exploded.

I felt his hot come filling me, spilling into me and out of me as I milked him. He h