...icely. They've already wet it up real well for me, too."
"Please," she shuddered. "Stop teasing me and just put it in."
"Alright," he said. He took his hand away and undid his pants, pulling out his dick and, without even giving her warning, drove it deep into her.
"Roark!" Dawn cried out as the force pushed her against the stone. Roark's hands found their way to their hips as he took hold the reigns and pounded her. Obviously, it had been a while, and that bottled up tension made Dawn moan.
"Oh, yes, Dawn, you're so wet. Oh, and you're even tighter than Maylene." He pumped into her faster, the sound of pounding flesh filling the cavern as they did the deed. He panted heavily as he put his mind toward the single goal of getting off.
Dawn, loving the fact that, for the second time in only a short while, she didn't have to do anything. Roark did everything, leaving her to just lean on the rock and enjoy. "Oh, yes...fuck me, Roark. Cum deep in me and make me scream!"
Roark was more than willing to do that. He pumped into her harder and faster, his breathing even more labored. He was on the edge, and knew he wouldn't last.
And Dawn was loving it. Roark was lost in intense passion, and she lay up against cold stone while he hammered away at her. She did nothing, barely knew him, and yet they shared a strange intimacy that couldn't be put into real words.