They did not separate for long. Barely had Kylian withdrawn when Lyra held him back by the arm, her eyes still veiled with desire. Her cheeks were red, her lips swollen from the kisses, and her beautiful generous breasts rising with her irregular breathing. Kylian's seed was already slowly running down her inner thigh, glistening on her pale skin.
When she was on the edge, Kylian suddenly withdrew. She moaned in frustration, but he flipped her onto her back and knelt above her face. His member, already hard and erect again, glistening with their fluids, hung above her lips.
"Open your mouth."
Lyra obeyed without hesitation. He slid his cock between her lips, sinking slowly until he touched the back of her throat. She sniffed noisily, her eyes filling with tears of pleasure, and began to suck him with ardor. Her tongue circled the head, her cheeks hollowed. Kylian moaned, one hand plunged into her hair, the other descending to knead one of her magnificent breasts, crushing the soft, warm flesh between his fingers.
He fucked her mouth with measured hip movements, watching her breasts bounce under the jolts. Each time he sank deeper, Lyra moaned around his cock, the sound muffled and vibrating.
"Glk… mmmph… ahh…"
Kylian withdrew before cumming, a strand of saliva linking her lips to his member. He pulled her by the hips, positioned her at the edge of the bed, and sank in with a single sharp thrust into her soaked pussy.
"GYAAH!"
Lyra's cry echoed through the room. Kylian gave her no respite. He pounded her immediately, his hips slamming violently against hers. The sound of flesh against flesh was loud, obscene, rhythmic. Her breasts bounced with a fascinating amplitude, the hard nipples tracing circles in the air. Kylian grabbed them with both hands, pressing them, spreading them, kneading them as if he wanted to mold them.
"Your breasts… they are so heavy… so perfect…" he growled between thrusts.
He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, nibbling it while continuing to fuck her savagely. Lyra screamed with pleasure, legs wrapped around his waist, nails raking his back.
"Ahh! Ahh! Harder! Wreck me! Kylian… ahhh!"
He changed the angle, lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder to sink even deeper. Each thrust made the bed cry out and made her breasts bounce almost violently. Lyra's skin shone with sweat, her beautiful face distorted by ecstasy, mouth wide open, tongue sometimes hanging out.
Kylian pulled her abruptly toward him and made her mount him astride, back to him this time. She sat on his cock, engulfing it to the base in a long moan. Kylian gripped her breasts from behind, kneading them without pity, pinching the nipples between thumb and index, while he made her bounce on his cock.
"Ahhh! Yes… like that… ahh! Your hands… on my breasts… harder!"
Lyra arched, offering her chest to his hands, while her buttocks slapped against Kylian's pelvis. He lifted her and lowered her with force, using her breasts as levers. The sound of their union was nauseating with pleasure, wet and rhythmic.
He made her pivot to face him without withdrawing. Now she rode him while looking at him. Her breasts swung freely in front of his face. Kylian seized them full in his mouth, one after the other, sucking them, nibbling them, stretching them slightly. Lyra moaned with each suction, her hips moving faster, more savagely.
"Eat my breasts… ahh… suck them… Kylian… I'm cumming…!"
She contracted violently around him, a long cry tearing from her lips. Her walls massaged his cock in powerful spasms. Kylian held her in place and continued to fuck her through her orgasm, prolonging every tremor.
Barely come down, he placed her on all fours and sank in again from behind. This time he was merciless. His hips hammered her buttocks with brutal force, the *plap-plap-plap* resonating throughout the room. One hand hooked into her hair, pulling her head back, the other passed under her to knead a breast while he took her.
"AHH! AHH! Kylian… you're tearing me… it's too good… ahhh!"
Her breasts hung and swung violently under the thrusts. Kylian watched them in the room's mirror, hypnotized by their movement, by the way the soft flesh undulated with each impact. He seized them with both hands, pressing them against each other, kneading them like dough while he hammered her.
Lyra was no longer capable of forming coherent words. Only moans, cries and sobs of pleasure left her mouth. Her beautiful body was entirely given over to him, shining with sweat, marked with red where his fingers had sunk in.
Kylian withdrew for a moment, positioned himself in front of her and made her take his cock in her mouth again. She sucked him avidly, cleaning her own fluids and the previous cum, her tongue working with fervor. Then he forced her to lean forward, breasts crushed against the mattress, and penetrated her once more in a position of total submission.
He fucked her like that for long minutes, changing rhythm, sometimes slow and deep, sometimes fast and brutal. Each time he felt his orgasm approaching, he slowed, making her beg.
"Please… cum in me… fill me again… ahh!"
When he finally decided to yield, he turned her face to him, legs spread to the maximum, and sank to the bottom. His thrusts became frantic. His hands crushed her breasts, kneading them, pinching them, pressing them against his torso.
"AHHHH! I'M CUMMING! KYLIIIIAN!"
Lyra exploded a third time, stronger than the previous ones. Her walls clamped like a vise. Kylian followed immediately, pouring a new thick and burning load deep into her uterus. He continued to move during his ejaculation, prolonging the jets, moaning against her breast that he was still sucking.
They collapsed onto each other, Kylian's body still buried in her. His seed was already overflowing, running abundantly along their joined thighs. He remained like that, caressing her slowly, his hands rising again and again to her breasts to knead them gently, as if he could not get enough of them.
Lyra, trembling, held him tightly against her. Her breasts crushed against his muscular torso, she still moaned weakly at each small contraction of her pussy around his.
Kylian kissed her at length, then murmured against her lips:
"We're not finished… Tonight, I'm going to take you until you can't walk anymore."
He started again almost immediately, his member still hard inside her, resuming slow movements of his hips. Lyra moaned, half-exhausted, half-excited, and opened her thighs more widely to welcome him again.
The room continued to fill with their obscene noises, her increasingly hoarse moans, and the sound of their bodies joining again and again.