I let her sit on his dick

He leaned back on the couch, his trousers and underwear around his ankles, presenting her with the sight of his throbbing erection. Her eyes widened in both fear and desire as she lowered herself onto him slowly, taking him deeper and deeper into her dripping wet folds. She gasped at the overwhelming sensation of being filled up to the brim. He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her in closer as she began to ride him in a slow, steady rhythm. Their lips met in a heated kiss, their tongues entwining as their bodies moved together in unison. The room was filled with the sounds of passionate moans and grunts, the squeak of the leather couch, and the slapping of skin against skin. With every thrust, she felt his cock throbbing deeper inside her, igniting a fire within her that consumed any lingering shyness or inhibitions she once had.