“Think you can handle more, huh? It's your turn sweetie, show me what you’ve been holding back,” he said, his voice a challenge wrapped in silk.
Jana turned, cheeks flushed, her gaze clouded with lust. She straddled him eagerly, lowering herself onto his thick cock, feeling it stretch her open inch by inch until he was deep inside, his hands gripping her waist as she adjusted to the fullness. Her movements were tentative at first, rolling her hips experimentally, letting herself savor every thick inch. But his hands tightened, guiding her into a faster rhythm, forcing her to unleash that pent-up hunger she’d been too scared to touch.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he murmured, voice dripping with satisfaction, watching her with that predatory glint in his eyes.
She took the command with a reckless fervor, her hips grinding, rolling, her movements growing wilder as she chased the fiery pleasure coursing through her. Each thrust drove him deeper, brushing spots that made her shudder, her breaths coming faster, louder, her voice a shameless echo of everything she craved...