Chapter 982 The Need For Satisfaction::Ep167
- My legs were burning, and I could feel the sweat starting to drip down my chest. I changed up, giving her long hard thrusts. I pounded harder and harder, pausing and grunting with each stroke. I felt the couch slide in spite of having three people seated on it watching. I was worried for her thighs, remembering Cathy's ordeal. At least this couch was much more padded on the ends.
- I ignored the room, gazing down at where I entered her. All my attention was on her stretched ass, clinging to my cock on each stroke. I pulled all the way out, leaving her gaping, then slammed back inside of her. I did that several times before hunching over her and jack-hammering her again, feeling myself finally getting close.
- I was reaching the end of my endurance, both physically and sexually. The sweat was dripping off me, fat droplets splashing off of her immaculate skin. My hips were pounding away, the urge was growing stronger and stronger. My breath was labored, as if I'd been running a marathon. I grabbed her hips, pulling her back against me as I went faster. There was nothing in the world but my cock and her sweet, giving ass.