It started innocently enough, a chance meeting at a local bar. Lily, with her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, caught his eye immediately. She had that girl next door vibe, but there was a fire in her eyes he couldn't ignore. He was immediately drawn to her british accent. They talked for hours, the conversation flowing as easily as the drinks. He found himself wanting her more with every passing minute.
He didn't hold back. The moment they were alone, in his car, desire took over. Lily didn't even wait to get home, pulling him close for a hungry kiss. Her hands explored his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles. He moaned softly as she reached for his belt buckle, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
"God, you're so hot," she whispered, her breath warm against his ear. He chuckled, grabbing her by the waist, pulling her closer to him. His big dick was throbbing against his pants, begging to be released.
She got on top, straddling him with a seductive smirk. "Ready?" she asked, bouncing lightly.
As she rode him hard, he gripped her hips, guiding her movements, pushing her closer to the edge. Her screams mixed with his groans as she came, her body shaking with pleasure. "Don't stop," she pleaded.
The night climaxed with a deep, shared creampie, sealing their instant bond. This was just the beginning of their amateur adventure. Lily was no model, just a woman with insatiable lust and a newfound love for cowgirl style. He knew one thing: this was a blowjob well-earned.
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Lily Phillips