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“Okay?”
“Yes,” Elisa said. “You can go faster.”
“What if I want to take you slowly?”
“Do you?”
“No. I want to fuck you hard,” she answered honestly and ran her hand over Elisa’s ass.
“I have dreamed of a woman fucking me like this for years. I’ve never had this. Take me, Myra. Please just–”
Myra gripped her hips and thrust over and over, moving harder and faster until Elisa was calling her name, screaming it in the kitchen while Buster played with a toy outside. When Elisa came down minutes later, Myra stayed inside her but moved slowly, wanting to see if Elisa needed another one.
“God, that was just what I wanted,” Elisa told her.
Myra pulled out slowly and stood back a bit, letting Elisa stand up and turn to face her.
“Upstairs?” Elisa asked as she looked down at the dildo standing tall between Myra’s legs.
Myra leaned in and kissed her.
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The following morning, Elisa made her need known.
“Is it okay?” she asked as she watched Myra putting the harness back on.
“Of course, it’s okay.”
“I still want your fingers, too. I don’t want you to think that I only want this now that we’re doing it,” Elisa added.
“I know,” Myra replied and climbed back on top of her. “Andthisis really, really good by me. I love being on top of you and having both of my hands free while I’m inside you.” Myra kissed her slowly. “Put me inside, babe.”
Elisa’s hand moved between them and found the dildo they’d used twice the night before. She moved it to her own entrance, pushing it in past the tip, and Myra moved her hips then, entering her the rest of the way before she began rocking her hips.
“You just feel so good,” Elisa said. “And I love having you on top of me, moving like this.”
“I love it, too. And in case I wasn’t clear, I am happy to help you act out every single fantasy you’ve ever had.”
“Oh, yeah?” Elisa asked as she pressed Myra’s ass down into her hard.
“Definitely.”
“What if one of my fantasies is to be on top of you right now?”
“I’d say I’m happy to roll over and watch you take me inside you.”
Elisa nodded, so Myra rolled them over until Elisa was straddling her thighs and rocking against the toy.
“God, you’re so sexy, baby.” Myra gripped Elisa’s hips, feeling them move as the muscles tightened.
“I love this,” Elisa said. “Moving slowly.”
“Move as slowly as you want. You’ll make me come.”
“You’ll come from this?”
“You’re pressing down into my clit, babe.”
