I didn't offer a verbal reply. Words had vanished completely, swallowed by the thick, heavy air of the quiet room.
I shifted my center of gravity backward. My knees slid slightly down the mattress, unpinning her waist. As my hips dropped lower, the massive length of my cock uncoiled slowly from the soft plane of her stomach. The heavy shaft dragged across her skin, leaving a shining trail of mixed wetness behind it.
Sherry's eyes tracked the movement instantly. Her gaze followed the swollen, flushed head as it lifted away from her belly. The glistening trail caught the lamplight for a second before the thick cock dropped down into the open space between her spread thighs. It pulsed there with a fierce, demanding ache, veins standing out along its rigid length.
