"Y-Yes, Chris... aaaah... harder... p-push harder!"
Isabelle's cries of pleasure are even louder and sharper than Zaira's. Her fingers dig into Chris's toned ass as she pulls his hips hard against her.
Every inch of his skin is pressed against hers, chest to chest. Their legs intertwine, and their tongues do the same, while his hard cock moves inside her soaked pussy like a drill out of control.
Meanwhile, Zaira is enjoying her break. She's lying face down on Chris's back, letting herself be rocked by his steady back-and-forth motion.
"H-Holy shit... I've dreamed of this moment for so long..." Chris murmurs, his voice breathless with moans.
I still can't believe I'm actually fucking one of my top fantasies! Sure, it almost cost me my life, but fuck it, I'd risk it a thousand times over! She's so damn sexy and hot she could get even a dead man hard!
