"Tch," I grunted, shifting my position.
"Haa…" Hailey moaned, soft and needy.
I pulled her close and sat her on my lap, her body sinking against me. My hard dick pressed right against her wet pussy, sliding just a bit deeper between her lips. She let out a sexy, shaky moan right away, her voice filling the tight bar room. Her heat wrapped around me, slick and burning.
'I could fuck her right now,' I thought, my pulse racing.
Her pussy was wetter than I'd imagined—soaked, dripping, like "drenched" didn't even cover it. The air smelled heavy with booze and her arousal, thick and dizzying.
Creak—creak—
"Hm?" I mumbled, caught off guard.
"Haa… it's huge, but this…" she gasped, her voice trembling.
She threw her arms around my neck and started rocking her hips before I even moved. This wasn't some amateur trick—she knew what she was doing. Her waist rolled up and down, rubbing her pussy against my dick, teasing it hard. The friction sent jolts through me, sharp and wild.
