As Saymon's tongue explored every inch of the hotwife's pussy, his hands reached beneath her to grasp her firm ass cheeks, lifting her off the table ever so slightly. Her moans became louder as their hips synchronized in a rhythm of pure lust. Her pussy glistened with his essence, a testament to their insatiable desires. The room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, heightening the intense atmosphere. The onlookers could only watch in awe as Saymon's cock found its way to her dripping wet opening, filling her up to the brim with each powerful thrust. Their bodies writhed in a wild dance, their eyes locked in a fiery gaze that spoke volumes about their twisted love for one another. With one final thrust, Saymon let out a primal roar as he emptied his seed deep inside Sarah's willing womb, sealing their dark pact of lust and dominance forever.
