Lovestick rams striking babe Riley’s poontang today

The doorbell rang, echoing through the empty apartment. Lovestick stood outside, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew what this day would bring – a chance to make his wildest fantasies come true with none other than the stunning Riley. She opened the door, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders, her eyes flashing with a mix of nerves and excitement.

“Hello, Mr. Lovestick,” she greeted him softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m Riley. Please, come in.”

As she led him inside, Lovestick couldn’t help but appreciate her lithe figure, clad in a simple white sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places. He followed her into the living room, his eyes wandering over her delicate frame, his mind already filled with deliciously naughty thoughts.

Riley gestured for him to take a seat on the plush couch. As she sat down beside him, he noticed the way her dress rode up her slender thighs, offering tantalizing glimpses of soft, supple skin. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure, but it was a losing battle.

“I’m glad you could make it today, Riley,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together.”

She bit her lower lip, nodding shyly. “I hope so, Mr. Lovestick. I’ve heard so much about you.”

Lovestick felt a rush of heat surge through his body, his arousal growing with each passing second. He knew he couldn’t wait any longer. Reaching out, he placed his hand on her thigh, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin. She shivered at his touch, her breath catching in her throat.

“I think it’s time we got down to business,” he growled, his hand slipping higher up her thigh. “I want to see what you’ve got under this dress.”

Riley’s eyes widened, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she slowly stood up, turning her back to him. With trembling fingers, she reached down and grasped the hem of her dress, lifting it inch by delicious inch until her pert rear was revealed. Lovestick groaned at the sight, his eyes drinking in every tantalizing curve and valley.

“Bend over the arm of the couch,” he commanded, his voice thick with desire. “Let me see that sweet little pussy of yours.”

With a whimper, Riley complied, bending at the waist and presenting herself to him. Lovestick wasted no time, gathering her dress up around her waist and exposing her bare ass to his hungry gaze. HeCUCKED her folds apart, revealing pink, glistening petals that quivered under his touch. She was already wet, her arousal coating his fingers as he slipped one inside her tight channel.

“Yes,” she hissed, pushing back against his hand. “Fuck me, Mr. Lovestick. I need it so badly.”

Lovestick didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly undid his pants, freeing his throbbing erection. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock against Riley’s slit, coating himself in her juices before pushing forward, sinking into her welcoming heat inch by tantalizing inch.

“Oh god,” she cried out, her nails digging into the cushions of the couch. “You’re so big. I feel so full.”

Lovestick groaned in response, his hips beginning to move, finding a steady rhythm as he pounded into her willing body. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with Riley’s wanton moans and cries of pleasure. He reached around, finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles, driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

“Fuck, Mr. Lovestick,” she panted, her body quivering beneath him. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna come.”

“That’s it, baby,” he growled, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, more urgent. “Come for me. Let me feel you.”

With a keening cry, Riley’s body tensed, her pussy clenching around his cock like a velvet vise as she came undone. The sensation of her pulsing around him was too much, and with a string of curse words, Lovestick burst inside her, filling her with his hot seed.

They collapsed together on the couch, bodies heaving, hearts pounding in unison. Lovestick nuzzled Riley’s neck, pressing soft kisses to her sweat-dampened skin. She turned in his arms, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with his.

“That was… incredible,” she breathed when they finally broke apart. “I can’t wait to see what other naughty things you have in mind.”

Lovestick grinned wickedly, his eyes filled with promise. “Oh, baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Now, bend over for round two…”

And so the day continued, filled with erotic bliss and unbridled passion. Lovestick and Riley explored each other’s bodies with a hunger that never seemed to wane, their lustful coupling growing more intense with each passing minute. Positions were tried, boundaries were pushed, and inhibitions were cast aside in favor of pure, unadulterated hedonistic pleasure.

By the time the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the room, the two lovers were spent, their bodies sated and their minds reeling from the intensity of their encounter. They lay tangled together on the couch, limbs entwined, chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath.

“I think you’ve just earned yourself a place in my little black book,” Lovestick whispered, his fingers tracing idle patterns on Riley’s bare skin.

She laughed softly, nuzzling into his chest. “I’d like that, Mr. Lovestick. I’d like that very much.”

And so, as the first stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Lovestick and Riley knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful – a love story written in the language of lust, a tale of passion and desire that would be remembered for years to come.