[ it's an angle that never ceases to make her feel powerful in a sense, like she's got this big guy at her mercy and between her thighs and the real kicker is that he's where he wants to be too. sure, there are times when she's more than happy to have him bear her down into the mattress, or bend her over and give it to her good from that angle, but she likes being on top to get to see the full gorgeousness of his size, his body, everything for her hands and mouth to caress — plus she can lean down and kiss him whenever she wants. ]

You should see what it looks like from where I'm sittin'. [ because the view is enough to still her for just a few seconds so she can savor it herself, dropping her palms to his front so she can skim them over his stomach, his chest, gently brushing her thumbs over his nipples. he's still wearing his shirt, but that doesn't matter; she can feel the warmth of his skin through it. her panties are still on, but all she's gonna do is hook a finger through that dampened fabric and haul them to the side. ]

I know you want it. Wanna be inside this tight body.

[ she coos it, not to condescend or belittle him but like she's trying to reassure him he'll get it soon, because the reality is she wants him too, just as much. one hand braces her on his chest, and the other snags her panties out of the way so she can line them up and sink down, down, down onto his cock, a gasp turning into a moan at the feeling of enveloping his thickness by one inch and then another and another. she only gets halfway before easing back and then rocks down again, pulling another sound from herself in the process. ] Fuck, your fucking dick feels so good every time.