Liam kept thrusting into the queen, his cock plunging deep into her tight, dripping pussy, each stroke drawing loud, desperate moans from her as she lay on the ancient sarcophagus.
Her big breasts bounced under his mouth, her dark nipples hard as he sucked them, his tongue flicking fast while her legs wrapped tight around his waist, pulling him deeper.
The tomb was a mess of sounds—her cries, the wet slap of his hips against her smooth thighs, the faint creak of the stone beneath them—and the air was thick with their sweat and the musky heat of sex. She's fucking incredible, Liam thought, his hands squeezing her hips, feeling her tremble as pleasure built higher.
But he wanted something different now, something that'd let them both lose themselves completely.
"Let's try this, he said to her," slowing his thrusts, his breath heavy as he pulled out, his cock slick and glistening with her juices.
