Mikey's hands gripped her waist as his hips rolled forward again, sinking his hardened cock deep into Gina.
Her body responded, pressing back against him with soft, trembling moans that filled the air.
The room was quiet except for their breathing, and the slick sounds between them echoing faintly off the wallS as his cock dived deeper and deeper into her.
He kept thrusting, deeper and firmer, as her heat wrapped around him like a velvet trap—wet, warm, and utterly irresistible.
The slick tightness of her folds clung to every inch of him, milking him with every motion, dragging him deeper into her embrace. Each stroke made his breath hitch, the pleasure blooming sharp and sweet, until nothing else existed but the wet slide, the soft gasps, and the intoxicating rhythm of their bodies moving as one.
His mouth parted slightly. His eyes hung half-lidded as the feeling overwhelmed him.
'God… it's too much…' he thought, his gaze sliding down toward her.
