My cock was buried deep inside her, the head of my cock pressing hard against her slick pussy, tight end—her pussy walls clenching around me like they were made to fit me perfectly. Her head fell back, exposing the delicate curve of her throat, and a sound tore out of her—raw, unfiltered, a moan that rattled through her whole body like a storm breaking loose.
"Jesus… you feel—Peter, you feel so…"
She couldn't finish—words lost to the tidal wave of sensation crashing through her. I held her close, feeling every tremble and shiver that ran from her core to the tips of her fingers, knowing I was the only one who could make her feel this way.
I stole the rest of her words with my mouth, pressing my lips to hers as I began to move—slow, powerful thrusts that pushed deep enough to make her body shudder beneath me. Her walls clenched tight, struggling to adjust to the full thickness of me, but I held steady, driving in with a steady, devastating rhythm.
