It didn't take much urging for her to bend over. She knew what was coming. She planted her feet on the ground, making sure to spread her legs as he nudged them open and she whimpered at the feel of his hand on her back. It was so freeing to let him take charge.
God was almost always the dominant one in her sexual escapades. It was so nice to finally sit back and let someone else push her around for a change. She bent over the couch, placing her arms on the side and arched her back, wiggling her ass at him. "Fuck me, big boy. Make me come again."