My Steamy Story: Jasmine riding Jaret like he's a fucking...

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Okay, so no cap, I was low-key obsessed with Jaret from the moment he walked into the coffee shop. Total main character energy, and his vibe? Chef's kiss. Anyway, we ended up back at his place, and bestie, when he dropped his jeans... sheesh. He was packing a legit HORSE-SIZED COCK. I'm talking huge, thick AF, and I was so ready for it.

I climbed on top, sinking down on him so slowly, my pussy stretching to take every glorious inch. I swear I saw stars. "Fuck, Jasmine," he groaned, his hands gripping my hips. "Ride me." So I did. I bounced on his dick, my thighs burning, my tits bouncing, moaning like a total simp for this man. I could feel him hitting spots inside me I didn't even know existed. I was like, "You feel so fucking good," and he just looked up at me with those hungry eyes and said, "You're gonna make me cum so hard." I was shaking, my clit rubbing against him with every thrust, and I knew I was about to lose it. Period. That shit was iconic.