Amanda loved being craved by the one man she has ever allowed herself to love. The deep, possessive way he claimed her body left her trembling with a satisfaction that went far beyond the physical.
She could say without a doubt that the way he kept fucking her, holding her waist possessively there was no better feeling than that.
His grip was firm and marking her, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips as he drove into her again and again, the heat of his body radiating against her back.
"Hnngh...ah...ahnnn...don't stop." She said, meeting his thrust by moving her hips.
Soft, needy sounds spilled from her lips with every deep push, her breath coming in short, broken bursts as she rocked back to take him fully.
Every time he stabbed his cock deep within her butt hole, she pushed back to match his rhythm, feeling his girth stretching her open.
