As soon as she felt him inside, the heat of his hardness seeping into her wetness, she began to rock her hips back and forth. His hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements as he pounded into her from behind. With every thrust, she felt him deeper inside, filling the emptiness between her legs. Her moans turned into gasps for air as the intensity built within her. Her breasts swayed with each movement, leading him on as he pushed further into her juicy folds. The sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the room as their bodies became one in this primal act of passion and desire. With one last thrust, he let go and filled her womb with his warm, sticky seed - a beautiful mess she welcomed with open arms.
