Review Blog: TRIXIE TEEN TRIXIETEEN looked up at me with bright, need-filled eyes. "Oh, yeah!" she whimpered. "Take me! Oh, God, Ben, take me! I gotta have you again!" She reached down between us, grasped my erection, and centered it on her opening. "Yeahhhh! Oh, yeahhh!" she moaned when I lowered my hips and my swollen penis began to sink into her.
I wanted to take my time, to go slowly and draw out our delectable coupling, but I quickly realized I wasn't going to be able to do that. I needed her far too badly. The movement of my hips took on a life of its own, growing more and more urgent.
Hillary apparently didn't want to take things slow, either. She locked her legs behind mine and was rocking her hips upward to meet my thrusts with an urgency that matched mine. "Take me! Oh, God, yes, Ben! Take me!" she begged. She grabbed my arms with her hands and her fingers dug into my biceps.
