(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/8143crop.jpg)<br/><br/>With each passing moment he grew bolder. That boldness benefited Nicole, so much so she found herself smiling down even as she bounced upon his cock. His hand slid down to the juncture of their joined sexes and his thumb tormented her clit. There was nothing else she could do but let those ministrations further her arousal, let his thumb on her clit fuel the vigor in which she fucked him.<br/><br/>And fuel it did. Nicole’s body was firm and yet pliant as she arched forward and tossed her head back. Her own moans were not those that could be faked, as many in her industry did, but rather natural and feral. It felt really good, which had surprised her. Good enough for her to lose herself in the sensation of his cock splitting her cunt and his thumb forcing her pleasure from her clit.<br/><br/><em> Oh fuck Nicole, fuck me. Fuck the shit out of me</em><br/><br/>The sound of his voice pulled her out of whatever spell she’d been under, reminded her that she wasn’t alone in the room ... that there was someone else participating in this act. Someone else that she was there to bring pleasure to. Nicole’s face came back down, her grin amused and wicked. Using her hands pressed to his chest as balance, Nicole leaned forward ... her hips never slowing.<br/><br/>“I thought that’s what I was doing?”<br/><br/>And then she pushed up, so that she was squatting above him and balancing on the balls of her feet. Never taking her eyes from his she began to slide herself up and down his cock. It was different now, her pussy sliding without restraint of any sort.<br/><br/>“Now you just need to cum for me baby.”<br/><br/>A few more pumps, her speed increasing, fully impaling herself on each downward slide.<br/><br/>“Cum in me, Zach.”