I was right on the edge of cumming when I grabbed her legs and brought them together. I laid her forearms over one another and grabbed both her wrists with one hand. I was liking it, but I needed to maintain control. When her orgasm subsided, she fell forward and laid her head next to mine on the bed, her face pressed closely to my neck, my dick still inside her. She continued to alternate between grinding and bouncing, her hands playing with her nipples while she was grinding, or placing them on my chest for balance while she was bouncing. After a few rotations of her hips, she moved her hand to her clit and began rubbing it. After all, isn’t that what a Sugar Daddy does? “Fuck me John, PLEASE keeping fucking your pet!” Layton pleaded as my dick continued its assault on her pussy.
