Ivonne's POV
"Now, ride me," he declared in a compelling tone, his hand going to my shoulder to urge me upright and back in position over his thighs.
My dress had dropped to my ankles just like his pants and now both of us were fully revealed to each other, every inch of skin blazing with lust.
I let him guide me by the shoulder while his left hand went below me to grab his dick and rub it on my pussy lips, inciting a moan from me at the sensation, "shit."
"You like that?" He questioned, placing his face in my neck as if to inhale my scent. When I uttered nothing in response, he asked, "how about I give you more?"
At that his hold on my should dropped to my waist and in an instant pressed me down, making him enter me in one hard, swift stroke that had my eyes widening and my mouth parting in a silent scream as every nerve in my body tried to comprehend the abrupt intrusion.
