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I know you wanna rub I know you wanna touch I know you wanna feel So baby keep it real I know you wanna see I know you wanna be In my b-e-d Grinding slowly
Avant's Read Your Mind played softly in the dimly lit room, as Giselle threw her head back in immense pleasure, her ass moving in sync with the music while she rode Chris reverse cowgirl style.
Chris admired the view, taking in every curve of her perfectly sculpted body. His hands trailed down her back, before landing comfortably on both cheeks, giving the right one a firm smack.
The slight aggressiveness only fueled Giselle, making her ride him even faster. She quickly turned around, straddling his waist, before slowly sliding down his pole, regaining full control.
Chris's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head, a subtle groan escaping his lips, feeling her tight walls concave around him.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
Giselle bent down, kissing his neck, before gently nibbling at his ear. "I want you to cum for me baby," she whispered, making her ass clap as she bounced up and down on him.
Chris was like putty in her hands. She had completely seduced him. Her movements, her voice, everything about her was intoxicating.
"Fuuuuck," Chris sank further into the bed, as he climaxed, releasing into the condom. His toes curled, as Giselle continued to ride him, intensifying the aftermath of his orgasm.
His body twitched from the euphoric feeling, and he soon felt like a little boy under her dominance. "Shiiit okay girl," Chris panted, gently pushing her from off him.
"How was that?" Giselle smirked, moving her disheveled hair from her makeup free face.
Chris licked over his lips, trying to catch his breath. "You over here snatching niggas souls and shit. Whew," he slowly got up from the bed, making his way to the bathroom.
"I told you I'm good at what I do," she boasted, grabbing her robe, and slipping it on.
Chris stared at his reflection in the mirror, finding it surreal how things had escalated between him and Giselle in the past week. Her paying him an unexpected visit after he abruptly quit his job at Barrymore led to more than just small talk and comforting.
Chris attempted to refrain from going there with her, due to his mess of a personal life, but he quickly cracked under Giselle's seduction. And for the past week they had fucking like dogs in heat, and each time it was more intense.
"So how are you gonna be spending your Friday?" Giselle questioned, coming into the ivory colored bathroom.
