Max kept thrusting up into her while standing, holding Rosalia tight in his strong arms, her full weight supported only by him. Her legs stayed locked around his hips, ankles crossed behind his back as every powerful motion drove him deeper into her trembling heat.
The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, rough and intimate, mixing with her broken moans and the harsh rhythm of his breathing.
"Ahhn… Max… haaa… yes… just like that…" she gasped, her voice cracking as her nails dug harder into his shoulders.
Her large, soft breasts bounced against his chest with every movement, nipples dragging hot across his skin. The new position let him reach places that made her body shake, and the heat inside her kept building higher, making her inner walls flutter and squeeze around him like she never wanted to let go.
