“How would you like me, sir?” I asked while gazing directly into his eyes.
“Ummmm … you … with you on top?” he hesitantly managed to get out.
I smiled at him, kissed him, and stroked his cock. “Any way you want me, sir. Have you ever wanted anal, sir?”
“Oh god,” he exclaimed with nodding, “but I really enjoy watching your boobs bouncing and swaying as you fuck.”
I smiled. Some men are simpler to please. I nudged him to the edge of the bed and he scrambled into the center and watched expectantly as I crawled after him. I was purposeful in crawling on my hands and knees so my breasts would hang below and easily sway as I moved to him. He immediately clasped onto them as I straddled his body. As I always seemed to be whenever I was with a man (or woman) I might fuck, my pussy was very wet and well lubricated for any sized cock to penetrate and certainly a 6-inch cock. I slid my wet pussy over the length of his cock and after a couple strokes, his cock parted my lips so my lips covered his cock as I stroked over him. I leaned forward for another kiss and stretched forward until his cock head was at the bottom of my pussy. With the loss of downward pressure, his cock sprang up several inches, enough for me to move backward and capture his cock head with my hole. He gasped as his cock head entered me and I sat erect while holding his cock just barely inside me.
His breath was caught as he anticipated his cock entering me deeper. Through a moan, he muttered, “God, Abby, I … I still can’t … can’t believe this … happens to me.” I smiled. That’s why this is so easy for me. Honest, simple appreciation. I sank completely over his cock with focused attention to squeezing my muscles in the process. “Oh fuck …” he groaned.
“Yes, sir,” I replied. That was exactly what I did.