She was gasping for air and moaning loudly, her cries encouraging him to continue. He entered her from behind. She was kneeling on all fours, and her fair skin was dotted with sweat. Her hair is damp, and her forehead is glistening.
He could hear her uttering his name with every thrust he made. Deeper, he went into her warm, tight sheath. Her insides felt so good around his manhood. He reached for her hair, curly and brown. He lightly pulled on it, making her arch her back. Going forward, he grabbed her breasts and alternately massaged each one. It must have been painful as she cried more whenever he pulled on her n*****s and squeezed the healthy globes. He went faster in pounding her, impaling her deeply and making her tremble. He nipped her shoulder as she came and soon followed with h
