Lor pulled out slowly, his cock slick and glistening with Silvia's wetness, the sensation sending a shiver through him as he gripped her hips firmly and flipped her over with a swift, practiced motion.
She gasped, flustered, her auburn hair spilling over her flushed face like a wild curtain, her full breasts bouncing free as she landed on her back, the mattress creaking beneath her.
"L-Lor—what are you—" Her voice trembled, caught between shock and anticipation, her hazel eyes wide and unguarded, her glasses long lost in the chaos of their frenzy.
"Changing things up," he growled, his voice low and rough with hunger as he pushed her flat onto the bed, pinning her shoulders briefly to keep her in place.
Her breath hitched, her cheeks blazing as he grabbed her thighs and lifted them high, folding her legs back until her knees pressed toward her shoulders.
