"Turn around," Leo said.
He gripped her hips tight, and lifted her slightly, pulling his cock out of her pussy.
Belladonna gasped at the loss of fullness. She looked at him, dazed and pliable. But she dare not argue back and fight.
She lifted her leg over his head and spun her body around. She faced away from him, her back to his chest.
She reached back, her hand finding his hard, glistening shaft. She guided him.
She sank down again, pushing his cock back inside her.
"Ohhh..." she moaned, her head falling forward.
Now she was straddling his lap, facing the wall.
The visual was incredible. Leo leaned back in the wooden chair to watch.
Her dress was bunched at her waist. Her pale, round ass was spread wide over his thighs. As she settled onto him, he watched his thick cock disappear inch by inch into her wet, pink pussy.
"Move," Leo commanded.
Belladonna obeyed. She placed her hands on his knees for leverage. She began to bounce.
