On a more playful evening, Regina might tell him she loved the way he watched her, run her hands over her body and invite him to look more. Tonight she let his gaze pin her, hold her down, even as she writhed and twisted on his cock.

Between her breathing and his thrusting, her breasts bounced, nipples tightening to painful points. She wanted to come, could easily, by spreading herself with split fingers around his cock so he rubbed her clit, but she'd asked him to take control. So she just hooked her heels into the muscle of his ass and pulled herself up his shaft, opening her body even wider to him.