Miss Kelly scrambled off him, moving to the edge of the rug and dropping onto her hands and knees. Her ass was massive, a wide, pale heart-shape that seemed to take up Liam's entire field of vision.
Liam got up on his knees behind her.
From this angle, he could see the way her heavy breasts hung down toward the floor and the glistening opening that was practically begging for him to return.
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, and lined himself up. He pushed in deep, his cock sliding into the heat with a wet squelch.
"Ah! Yes! Right there!" she screamed, her elbows giving way so her chest hit the floor, her ass sticking high in the air.
Liam didn't hold back. He had the rhythm now. He pulled back until only the head was inside, then slammed forward, his core hitting her backside with a loud thwack.
1... 2... 3...
He was relentless. He watched the way her flesh rippled with every impact.
