Clap
"Ah~! Mghn~~ g-gentler, Ethan…," Arwen gasped at the impact, a soft, sweet squeal escaping her parted lips, her plump cheeks quivering from the lingering sting of his palm.
Following the slap came Ethan's cock—long, thick, and throbbing, even bigger than she had imagined—falling heavily onto her buttocks with a wet, sticky smack, the flushed tip already weeping pre-cum.
The rigid shaft sank instantly between her full buttocks, the supple cheeks swallowing it whole. Her soft, warm skin molded itself perfectly around the more than twenty centimeters of flesh, as if it had been made for the sole purpose of embracing him.
Honestly, in both size and shape, Arwen was bigger and more perfect than even Evelyn. It was hard to compare her ass to anyone else's.
Ethan let out a sharp breath, keeping one hand firmly at the base of his cock while the other gripped Arwen's wide hips with possessive force, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh.
