Bent her over the couch and locked in deep… This wasn’t no rush job — just slow, heavy backshots, deep strokes, and cheek ripples every time I drove it in. Her grip had me locked. Every stroke pulled me deeper until I couldn’t hold it. Nut #1 flew out and coated one cheek. I kept stroking… and it didn’t take long before Nut #2 hit the other side. Double cream finish. Both cheeks glazed. And her body still arching back for more.
