As Cindy Shine lay naked before him, her heart pounded with anticipation. His strong, calloused hands caressed her body, tracing delicate patterns across her skin as he kissed his way down to her soft, pink pussy. With each gentle touch, she felt herself growing wetter for him.
When he finally entered her, it was like a homecoming—a familiar yet exhilarating feeling she'd never forgotten. His rhythm was slow yet purposeful, driving them both toward a moment they knew would be explosive. As he buried his face in her neck, she could feel the bead of sweat trickle down his back.
Their breaths became ragged as they lost themselves in the passionate dance. His pace quickened, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. When she finally came, it was like nothing she'd ever experienced before—a wave of pure bliss that left her shattered and hungry for more.
