"Show them how much you love being a mess for me!"
Madison responded by leaning in even harder, her hands reaching up to grasp his thick thighs, her fingers digging into his tanned skin as she lost herself in the rhythmic, wet sounds of her own desperate addiction. "Slurp... mmm... ahhh... mmmph!"
Mike wasn't satisfied with her just hovering there. He wanted to feel the friction, to feel the heat of her skin working against him. He gripped her hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to guide her, and began to rhythmically thrust his hips.
Thump... thump... thump...
The heavy, muscular movement caused his massive cock to slide in and out of the cleavage of her breasts. Each time he thrust, the thick, velvet skin of his shaft rubbed against the sensitive, aching peaks of her breasts, creating a wet, slapping sound, schlick, schlick, schlick, that echoed the frantic pace of her breathing.
