Their bodies moved together with increasing urgency. Andrey's thrusts grew deeper and steadier, his cock sliding in and out of Lisa's tight, wet pussy with smooth, rhythmic motions. The slick sounds of their connection filled the room, mixing with their heavy breathing.
Lisa's eyes were half-lidded, hazy with pleasure. She looked up at Andrey's face, flushed, focused, and filled with desire. Something inside her melted. She reached up with both hands, cupping his cheeks gently, her fingers trembling slightly.
"Andrey…" she whispered breathlessly. "Kiss me…"
Andrey didn't hesitate. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their mouths moved together hungrily, tongues sliding and tangling, exchanging saliva in messy, heated strokes. Lisa moaned into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him even closer.
