Liam's cock pressed against her slit again, wet and hard, teasing her folds. Kelly's legs were locked tight around his waist, pulling him closer, not letting him retreat this time. Her breathing was ragged, her lips parted, her flushed chest rising and falling quickly.
"Stop teasing me," she whispered, voice shaky, her nails digging into his back.
He smirked, pushing his hips forward slowly. The thick head slid between her folds, stretching her open again. Kelly gasped sharply. "Ohh—fuck, yes…"
Her pussy clung to him, warm and dripping, as he eased deeper, inch by inch, until he was buried completely inside. Liam groaned at the tightness, his forehead resting against hers for a moment as he steadied himself.
"God, you're so fucking tight," he muttered against her lips.
Kelly moaned, her body trembling beneath him. "Don't stop this time… fuck me properly."
