Twisted Passions #17: Lamoyne Hotel 9

Mia sank down onto Jake's cock in one slick slide. Her pussy stretched around him, tight and dripping, her thighs shaking as he filled her to the hilt. She rocked her hips like she was born to ride, working that shaft deep while her clit dragged against his body. He grunted, hands gripping her waist, and she laughed—low, filthy, knowing she had him exactly where she wanted. Each bounce made her tits bounce, nipples brushing his chest as she leaned in, whispering how good he felt splitting her open. Sweat slicked their skin. Her walls clenched around him like they were trying to milk him dry, and when she bottomed out again, her cunt clenched so hard it made his eyes roll back. He thrust up to meet her, hard and hungry, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the room. She grinned through it, breathless, loving how filthy she sounded, loving the way he throbbed inside her like he was close to losing control.