Tayakey said nothing, and she was intoxicated with the kind of sweet happiness she was experiencing. Her inner enthusiasm forced her to moan his name shamelessly again and again.
"Honey... I can't take it anymore..."
As he moaned, he moved his tight, fat-free hips, accepting the synchronized motion of the little girl under her body, and then pushed it deeper, then pulled it farther, and pushed it in full swing again and again. Again and again she hit her hard, until Tayakey let out a groan of joy, and her body trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled, trembled.
The young man tried to control the rhythm of love he wanted, but it seemed to fail because Marco could not control it except to let it satisfy his desires.
"Honey... I wi
