He responded immediately and she bit her lip, letting out a sound of pleasure as his hips bucked to meet hers. She could feel the power in every muscle of his body. A male gray's strength was familiar and nostalgic. Cleo was a wonderful partner, considerate and knowledgeable. Always fun. But sometimes, Beretta needed a man to really pound her and only male grays could really cut it.<br/><br/>She placed strong hands on his chest, pinning him beneath her, kneeling on either side of his torso, raising and lowering her ass. The bed creaked and began to bang against the wall as he started a hard rhythm. She'd never tested this bed with a gray before and from the sound of it, it wouldn't survive. That was ok. She hadn't had sex with a gray in quite some time. It was worth it.<br/><br/>Her back arched, arms, thighs and abs flexing as she rode him like a bucking bronco. Her hands moved up his chest, strong fingers closing around her neck as her eyes met his, a dangerous flash in the red hues as she controlled his breathing, hips still bouncing quickly on his cock.