Blue braids bouncing as I squat and own his cock

I'd been teasing him with glances all through dinner, my body aching for release, but now back in the bedroom, I can't hold back. I strip nude, my tan skin flushing with need, and push him onto the soft white sheets. My blue braids swing as I straddle his hips, tattoos on my arms flexing with anticipation. I squat low over him, legs spread wide, small breasts heaving as I lower myself onto his thick cock. It stretches my wet pussy perfectly, filling me deep, and I gasp, rocking my hips needy and owned. The squelch of our connection echoes, my body clenching around him, chasing that building wave of pleasure that makes me whimper for more.