When Lee showed up at my place, still stinging from England’s World Cup defeat, I knew exactly how to turn her night around. We started on the bed, her sliding off her jersey and prepping my erection with the lube from the nightstand before climbing on top. The moment she settled over me, her frantic twerking set a wild pace that quickly went into a crescendo. With my hands locking onto her hips, I drove up to meet her until she let out a breathless cry, hitting her first massive climax that instantly made her forget the scoreboard.
Eager to keep the heat building, I pulled her back against my chest into an intimate, reverse position. Having her back flush against me allowed us to turn our heads and share deep, passionate kisses, lost in each other’s mouths until the intense friction pushed us both to a sudden, explosive simultaneous release. After a brief breather where she leaned down to give me a deep, teasing oral warmup, we were primed and ready for the final stretch.
I rolled her onto her back, pinning her in a powerful missionary position that let us lock eyes with every deep, deliberate thrust. We pushed each other right back over the edge, cumming together one last time in pure, exhausted bliss. By the time the dust settled, Lee stepped off the bed completely glowing, relaxed, and incredibly grateful for a high-stamina therapy session that made her completely forget England’s bad night.
