"I will. Just a little more," Riley promised, his voice a low growl, and continued to plow Veronica's cunt from behind.
Each thrust now carried a primal force, the impact reverberating through the bed and into the very core of their being.
The room, once a space of intimacy, had transformed into a cauldron of their shared passion.
He gripped Veronica's breasts, using them for leverage as he mounted her from behind, the rough, intense sex escalating to a fever pitch.
Each impact was a powerful statement, a forceful declaration of their mutual passion, a physical manifestation of the unspoken desires that bound them together.
Pak
Pak
Pak
The rhythmic pounding echoed through the room, a relentless drumbeat that built to a crescendo. Riley's focus narrowed, his mind a whirlwind of anticipation.
He thought only of the explosive release that awaited him, of the overwhelming sensation that would flood his body, of the intoxicating heat that would consume him.
