The sound in the room was as primal as it could get. The wet, heavy slapping of skin on stone, the ragged gasps for air, and the low, guttural barks of two people finally finding their match. Kira was a beautiful mess wjile Sol was relentless, his thrusts becoming longer and more desperate.
He was hitting her G-spot with every plunge, the friction creating a heat that felt like it would set them on fire.
"Sol! I'm... I'm going to..."
"Not yet," he commanded, his hands gripping her knees to hold her open.
He flipped her over on the stone table, her chest pressed against the cold surface, her cute perky ass hiked high into the air. He knelt behind her, his hands gripping her waist with a bruising force, and drove back his cock from behind.
And as alwayas, this felt like the deepest he had ever been. He felt the head of his cock battering against the gateway of her womb, a dull, heavy ache that resonated through her entire skeleton.
