Boyfriend Holds My Hips While I Wait on All Fours

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her body is a curve of pure tease, black lace hugging her ass, sheer panels letting the light dance across her skin. She's on all fours, completely exposed, completely yours. The man behind her grips her hips, his hands shifting, applying pressure, making her move. Your hand tightens as you imagine yourself in his place, feeling her warmth, her wetness. Every shift of his grip makes your strokes harder, faster. She doesn't move, doesn't make a sound, just stays there, waiting. Your breathing quickens as you edge closer, your pulse pounding in your ears. The man's hand drifts up to her ponytail, a brief touch that makes your heart skip a beat.

Her body is perfect, curvy and full. You can almost feel the lace under your fingers, almost taste the skin beneath. The man's grip is firm but gentle, possessive without being rough. You imagine what it would be like to take her from behind, to feel her hips moving against you. Your strokes get harder and faster as you imagine yourself in the man's place.

You're not going to last much longer. The tease is too much, the sight of her too intoxicating. You're going to cum hard and fast if you don't stop now. But you can't stop, can't look away from the sight of her on all fours. Press play and let yourself get lost in the heat of the moment. Let yourself feel what it's like to be the one gripping her hips, to be the one making her move.