Can She Handle Intense Rough Sex With A Massive Cock?

“Mind if I share the space?”
Then she undid the tie of the front of her tight leather pants and peeled them back from her skin and down to her knees. I was caught off guard that was for sure. I imagined her hands on me again, feeling the heat of her breath on my ear. “You’re not in love, are you?” she asked, her voice laced with a hint of amusement. My stream started to thin a little, partly because I was coming to the end of my tank but also because my penis had started to harden. I begin to untie my pants and pull my dick free, ready to take a piss, when I jump to find Fienie right next to me as she casually asks, “Why did you walk so far away?”
Her question hung in their air, a playful smirk across her face.