Ethan breaks the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his hips thrusting, his cock plunging in and out of Cassandra's slick pussy. The room fills with the wet, rhythmic sounds of their bodies meeting.
"Does it feel good, Cass?" Ethan growls, his voice a deep, primal rumble, his eyes locked on hers, his hips never ceasing their relentless motion. "Tell me how much you want this."
Cassandra moans, her body pressing against Ethan's, her breasts rubbing against his back, her hands exploring every inch of him, from his firm ass to his powerful thighs. Her fingers tease his balls, his sensitive flesh, drawing out a groan from deep within his throat. "Yes," she gasps, her voice a ragged whisper, her body trembling with desire. "It feels so good. So perfect. So right."
