"You'll get yours from a woman someday," Vanessa huffed, but she unbuckled Quentin's belt, struggling to pull down his pants and reveal his erect cock. She lifted her skirt, moved her panties aside, and expertly guided Quentin's cock into her wet pussy, wrapping her arms around his neck and moving her hips.
Quentin sighed in satisfaction, feeling Vanessa's tight pussy envelop his cock. It was incredibly wet and warm. He lifted his hips slightly, thrusting deep into her.
As his cock moved in and out, Vanessa began to moan softly, her face flushed as if drunk. She moved her hips rhythmically, her juices flowing and soaking their clothes.
