It did feel different. Instead of him pushing into her, she was gliding herself onto him and with the pull of gravity, the fact she was easing him as deep within her as he could physically go without thrusting, and the pressure she was giving him… the sensation of her thighs and legs squeezing against his body as well… and the sight. Oh my God, the sight of her easing onto him like this…
He strained as her hands had tightened against his neck for a moment but she moved on, and so did he. His hands slid up from her hips, one gripping at her side whilst the other ran its thumb over an exposed nipple, before squeezing at the chest gently.
“Mnff… Katelynn… you feel… you look… ungodly hot… right now…”
Jack Maple 