<div class="floatright">(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/Bryce.jpg)</div><strong>Bryce Pierce</strong><br/><hr/><br/>God, her pussy was tight.  She was ready for him long before he had thrust himself inside of her.  She must have loved every minute of their banter, of his pseudo-controlling of her.  His cock seemed a perfect fit too and as he started to build forth that steady momentum as he fucked her, Bryce wondered if she was not in fact the perfect girl for him.  Nicole had done her work flawlessly and Lyla was just what he desired.  How much closer to his dream girl could she get when she said everything he wanted to hear, loved sex as much as he did and bent over and took it like the submissive whore he wanted her to be?  Bryce had never been so aroused in all his life and with Lyla, he had the means to sate that lust finally.<br/><br/>"You love cock, don't you?  Tell me how much you love my cock inside you."<br/><br/>It was the entirety of the experience that drove him to such lengths.  The soft sounds of her moaning, the smell of her musk and of their mingled juices, the beautiful sight of her gorgeous ass thrust high into the air; all of these elements came together to form the perfect sexual experience for Bryce Pierce.  She was everything he wanted and then some.<br/><br/>He only hoped he was living up to her own expectations.<br/><br/>His rigid cock thundered in and out of her pussy, each stroke burying it up to the shaft each and every time.  His lovemaking was methodical and practiced, measured and blissful.  Everything about him was polished and refined; why wouldn't his rutting be?  Whatever it was, it felt spectacular and it wasn't long before her client was straining on top of her, their crotches slamming together in a building rhythm as he started to reach that edge of sweet release.<br/><br/>"You better cum for me, Lyla!  I'm going to cum!"