He pushed her skirt up around her waist, her ass exposed and needy. He positioned himself behind her, sliding his cock between her folds, coating himself with her wetness.
In one swift motion, he buried himself inside her. They both moaned in satisfaction when her walls clenched around his cock. Then he set a punishing pace, his hips snapped forward as he filled her with each thrust.
Dorianne's body surrendered to the rhythm of his cock. She pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with reckless need. The sound of skin slapping against skin, labored breathing, and moans filled the space.
"Oh fuck, Astrid! I feel—"
"Incredible?" Astrid growled, his fingers digging into her hips.
Dorianne moaned in agreement. "I don't want this to end."
Astrid's thrust grew harder, his balls slapping against her ass with each powerful hit. She moaned his name loudly, her eyes rolling back as he hit her deep spot.
