Kitchen stool ride with tits out and friends staring

I couldn't hold back anymore while we were all chilling in the kitchen after dinner, my pussy aching from teasing him all night. Lifting my white crop top to bare my tits, I straddled his lap on the stool, feeling his thick cock stretch me as I sank down, my thighs spreading wide around him. The other girl watched from the counter, her eyes wide, while his friend stood nearby, but I didn't care—I needed him deep inside me now. My hips rocked needy and slow at first, clenching around his shaft as I rode him harder, my breaths turning to whimpers with every grind. The way he filled me made my walls pulse, juices dripping down as I chased that building heat, owned by the rhythm of taking him fully while they looked on.