Kristen lay on the bed, her body trembling with anticipation as she slowly slid her fingers into her tight, wet pussy. She could already feel the familiar tingle building inside her, a desperate ache that demanded release. Suddenly, the door opened, and there he stood - the man who held the key to her deepest desires. Without a word, he approached the bed, his strong hands gently guiding her legs apart. As he knelt between her thighs, she looked up into his eyes, and for a moment, they held each other's gaze. With a soft moan, she closed her eyes and surrendered herself to him, feeling his warm breath on her sensitive flesh as he leaned in to kiss it. And then, he was inside her, filling her up inch by slow inch, stretching her walls and making her whole body sing with pleasure. As he started thrusting deeper , his manhood stretching my entrance wider and wider, I gasped involuntarily at the sensation.
