"Ahhh—gods—it's—" Her voice broke, her glasses sliding further down her nose as sweat beaded at her temple.
Lor gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to slam her down, his hands steadying her hips.
"Slow," he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "You'll tear yourself apart."
"I… I don't care…" she moaned, easing herself lower, the tight ring of her asshole stretching around him inch by agonizing inch.
Her face twisted, her hazel eyes wet with tears of intensity, but she kept pushing, her hungry ass swallowing more of his cock with every shaky breath.
Lor groaned, his hands guiding her descent, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips.
"Fuck—you're so tight—" The molten heat of her was overwhelming, gripping him like a vice, every inch a battle of resistance and surrender.
Her tits bounced under her jacket as she sank deeper, her moans breaking into muffled cries she buried against his neck to keep from being overheard.
