<strong>Brad- poolside, riding high.<br/>Tag- Sam and anyone </strong><br/><br/>He felt her wet heat surround him, felt her soft full lips part, easing round him – so soft and yet so tight. His cock head, thick, ridged round the mushroom helmet pushed for entry. He wanted to go deep, as deep as a fuck could go, and then some. But Brad liked to take it slow- that is when he wasn’t seized with the frenzy to pound a pussy to the pulp of climax in a storm of dark lust. But first he wanted to savour her, wanted to feel that quivering pussy as it clamped and squeezed, he wanted it really really slow.<br/><br/>So slow his cock barely moved, so slow it just thobbed and pulsed as it teasingly eased into her, pressing, pushing, filling. She would feel him swelling even more inside her, as if her heat was making his girth increase. Every shiver of her velvet sheath tightened the feeling inside. Brad had a cock that seemed to fit to perfection- always long, always fat- yet never uncomfortable – but always more.<br/>Her excitement began to get to him- she was riding him harder now, faster, like a greedy mare, wanton- needing her stallion’s length. He began to jerk his hips- pushing up to counter every downward thrust. The air round the pool filled with their gasping groans and cries as they fucked, squelched and indulged in the pure pleasure of cock and cunt.<br/><br/>He reached behind her- sliding his hands under her ass fingers pressing into her flesh and began bouncing her up and down on his swollen length matching her rhythm, rolling his hips as he ground his base against her clit. Her juices flowed over his thighs as their excitement grew. “Yesssssssss” he hissed, “Yesssssss ride it baby, ride it hard – take it all, all the way, squeeze and cum, squeeze and cum”<br/><br/>But Brad wasn’t ready for climax yet- he wanted more. Suddenly he growled fiercely – panting, aroused, demanding, no questions. “On your knees baby, roll over-lets make it from behind”<br/>