The warm water of the hot spring rippled and splashed gently around them.
Camille was sitting fully in Brandon's lap and her toned legs straddled his hips as she slowly moved up and down, riding his thick cock.
Her hands rested on his shoulders for support as she took his dick deeper with every downward movement.
"Haangh~ Master…"
Her short black hair was damp and clung to her neck, her athletic body glistening with water and sweat.
Brandon's hands gripped her waist firmly, guiding her movements and he could feel every tight, velvety inch of her virgin pussy clenching around him as she rode him.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly in concern even as he thrust up gently to meet her.
Camille shook her head quickly and leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his as she continued to move.
"It's alright now…" she whispered in a shaky voice. "It feels… so full."
Her pace gradually increased as the discomfort fully faded, replaced by deep, throbbing pleasure.
