"Oh, Leslie, I'm going to make you feel so good."
The next moment, he scooped me off the ground and positioned me so that I was kneeling on the couch, holding on to one of the armrests.
He leaned on the couch with one knee and gripped his shaft in his hand.
"I want you to watch as you take my cock," he said looking into the mirror.
His words alone caused the wetness to drip down my thigh. I was so turned on that I was ready to do anything.
I turned my head and looked into the mirror, where I saw the side profile of my arched body and Christian's huge cock in his hand.
The moment his eyes met mine through the reflection of the mirror, he pressed the tip against my entrance, leaning back slightly so that I could have maximum visual of what was happening.
I watched as best as I could as his cock pushed inside of me, disappearing from sight.
The pleasure was so intense that my eyes watered while I gripped the arm of the sofa in front of me.
