I made a mental note to let Bella know that she should only choose short dresses for me whenever I went out with Bradon for dinner. It was surely a hassle but I did manage in pulling my dress up around my waist.
“Come here…” Bradon whispered to me tenderly as he hugged his arms around my waist.
“Your cock is so hard…” I murmured before letting out a sigh.
I wrapped my fingers around the thick girth of his cock as I slowly lowered my hips. The heat of his hard cock at my wet opening when I positioned it in between my pussy lips made my insides tingle with desire. I felt Bradon’s hands cupping the sides of my hips as he urged it down for me to take his thick shaft into my flooded hole.
“Let me fuck you, Dahlia…” he said with his voice almost sounding like a plead.