She straddled him, her glasses reflecting the desire in his eyes. He groaned as she lowered herself onto his throbbing cock, feeling the warmth of her tight pussy engulfing him. Her breathing quickened, her breasts grazing against his chest. He couldn't resist touching her soft skin, tracing the outline of her glasses with his fingertips. With every thrust, she moaned louder, her grip on his shoulders tightening. Their bodies moved as one, lost in the rhythm of the moment. He brushed a stray hair from her face, their eyes locking in a heated gaze. As he felt her climaxing, he thrust one last time, feeling her walls clench tight around him. They collapsed into each other, gasping for air, their hearts still racing. It was more than just sex; it was an emotional connection that transcended physical intimacy.
