Helena's body arched like a bowstring under Devon's relentless thrust, her pussy gripping his cock like a vice, every brutal thrust sending shockwaves through her vagina. The mattress did little to muffle the wet, rhythmic slaps of his hips against her ass. Sweat slicked their skin, making their bodies glide together in a feverish dance, her full breasts swaying wildly, nipples scraping against the coarse fabric with each pounding drive, igniting fresh bursts of electric pleasure that made her toes curl.
"Fuck, yes… harder!" Helena gasped, her voice raw and demanding, no longer the hesitant whispers from before. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with equal ferocity, her ass cheeks rippling from the impact.
Devon's hands dug into her hips, his fingers leaving red imprints on her pale skin, pulling her onto him deeper, his cock plunging to depths that made her vision blur.
