The room is dimly lit, with only our breaths and the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. You’re lying on your back, eyes wide open, lips parted. I’m on top, knees sunk into the , my hips rising and falling over you. With my tight hole, I take your cock inch by inch. Wet, hot, slippery… but so fucking tight that every time I down, we moan at the same time. Your hands are on my ass, fingers into my flesh. “Deeper,” you , voice rough. Then suddenly you grip my cheeks hard with both hands and pull me down . I can’t hold back—I drop all the way, your entire length inside me, your balls pressing my ass. My head falls back and a long, moan spills from my lips. I start moving. Slow circles at first, then faster. Up and down, almost pulling you completely out each time before back down to the base. Your hands spread me wider, me harder onto you, almost . “Faster,” you hiss through clenched teeth. “Fuck me, baby, come on.” One of your hands slides lower. Your fingers find my cock—already rock-hard and leaking. You wrap your hand around it, grip tight, and start stroking in time with my rhythm. The more I moan, the more you groan. We’re both trembling with pleasure. Then suddenly you lift me. my waist, you flip me over so my face is toward the bed. I drop to my knees, ass high in the air. You gather my hair in your , my head back, my throat completely. In that position, you move behind me. One hard and you’re inside. Deep. . and pleasure crash through my brain at once. “Ahhh fuck!” I cry out. You don’t stop. You pull my hair , me back onto you, your hips slamming my ass with loud, wet smacks that echo in the room. Your other hand spanks my cheek hard, then your fingers slide to the edge of my hole, feeling where your cock is stretching me, slick and messy. “You opened this hole just for me, didn’t you?” you whisper hot against my ear. “Now take it all… every fucking inch.” You speed up. Your turn wild, . You my head to the side by my hair, find my lips, shove your tongue into my mouth—kissing me deep while still pounding into me relentlessly. My cock swings beneath me; you reach forward again, grab it tight, jerk it hard and fast. “I’m gonna come…” you groan. “Gonna fill you up… take it all…” I explode at the same moment. In your hand, while your cock throbs and pulses deep inside me, I shoot hot across the sheets. You yourself to the hilt and unload, pumping every drop deep into me. We collapse together, shaking, in sweat, bodies stuck together, gasping for air. And right then, only one thought is screaming in your mind: