Page 199 of Mountain Boss

Courtney moans, and I revel in my girl alive beneath me.

And hearing her, seeing her, feeling her, has me on the brink.

I let go of her hip and shove my hand between her body and the mattress.

Courtney lifts her hips as much as she can.

It’s only an inch.

But it’s enough.

My fingers reach her slippery clit.

I don’t ease into it. I just start rubbing.

My movements are jerky.

My tether is fraying.

Courtney starts getting louder.

Starts squirming more.

Starts to squeeze her thighs together.

I keep going.

Keep thrusting.

Keep touching.

“That’s it, Honey.” I circle her clit. “You’re choking the life out of me.” I kiss the back of her neck. “Let go.”

I shove in as far as I can.

And she breaks.

Her cries are loud.

Her hands fight my hold.

And her pussy clamps down around me.

She comes and comes, and the wetness coats my dick.

I rock into her.

And I clench my jaw.

But when she calls out my name, I can’t hold back anymore.

Releasing her, I lean back onto my heels, and I start to come as my cocks slips free, sending the first pulse of my release across her ass.

Then I grip my length and stroke the soul out of my dick.

Painting Courtney’s flannel-clad back in my seed.

It’s filthy.

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