They moved together in a rhythm, their bodies slick with sweat. Her long hair fell over his chest as he whispered dirty words in her ear, making her shiver. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, creating a sensual ambiance. With each thrust, she felt a deep connection to him, as if they were one being.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, drawing small amounts of blood, but it only served to heighten their experience. His hands moved down to her hips, then lower still, caressing her firm ass cheeks. She moaned loudly as she felt her orgasm building, wanting it to consume her completely.
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her and held still. She arched her back, digging her nails into his shoulders even harder as she felt her first ever squirt. The sensation was overwhelming, but in the best way possible.
