Floryn's eyes went wide. A soft, broken moan tore from her throat as the sudden rush of dopamine flooded her.
"Your pussy is so fucking tight," he growled, voice rough against her ear. "Even after two babies. It grips me like a virgin."
Floryn let out a shaky, breathless laugh that melted into another moan. "It's been decades… I was starving for something this big… something that actually fills me the way I need."
Daniel rolled his hips in a deep, grinding circle, pressing against every sensitive spot inside her. "Does your husband ever make you feel this full?"
"No… never," she admitted, voice cracking as he thrust again. "Yours is so much thicker… longer… Perfect for me."
The pounding was deep — not as fast as he normally took her as he fucked her in the bathing pool. The water around his hips slowed his rhythm, but the trade-off was worth it: no sharp slap of skin on skin echoed outside.
