Sylvie wastes no time, doesn’t tease, simply climbs astride his lap and sits on his cock, sheathing it inside of her body with one swift motion. Bucky grunts and grabs at her hips, flaring out from a narrow waist. Her breasts are perfect, big and round with the pinkest nipples that Bucky has ever seen, and he wants so badly to pull one of them into his mouth, but then she’s kissing him and it’s even better. She licks at his tongue, at his lips, and he realizes that she’s tasting herself, eagerly chasing it, and it’s so hot that Bucky nearly comes right there.

Thankfully, he manages to hold himself back, because he isn’t ready for this to be over yet. While Sylvie bounces on his cock, grinding herself down against his hips, Bucky cups her tits in both hands and squeezes, pinching and tugging at her nipples before dropping his hands to her waist again.

As strong and powerful as Sylvie is, she’s still very light, so Bucky is able to lift her as if she weighed nothing at at all, holding her for a moment with just the head of his cock held in her cunt, and then dragging her back down hard onto it, burying himself as deep into her body as he can. “Fuck, Sylvie, you feel so good.”