Riding High a Night of Total Control, Porn 78

She towered over him in every way Her steps were slow and deliberate her gaze heavy with quiet power Before she even touched him he was already lost in her rhythm When she climbed on top her hips moved with deep steady strokes Each motion full of control full of intent like a queen taking her place She never asked for control she simply became it Looking down she said just keep still and feel And he did because nothing else existed but her body her rhythm and her growing heat She rode him deeper and deeper until there was nothing left but surrender