"Ahh, yeahhh… more… fuck me more…ahh..so good...ahhh.." Sara moaned, her voice raw and pleading, spilling out loud as I drove my dick into her pussy from behind, her ass rocking back to meet every thrust.
The *slap, slap* slap* of our skin colliding ramped up, sharp and relentless, filling the cramped room with a rhythm that drowned out everything else—the creak of the bed, the flicker of the lights overhead, the faint thump of the brothel's music seeping through the walls.
Her stockings stretched tight over her thighs, her bare back glistening with sweat, arching just right as she begged me to keep fucking her.
"Arghhh… ahh…" I groaned, the sound tearing out of me, rough and low, her wet pussy walls gripping my cock tight, slick and hot around me.
My hands clamped onto her ass, fingers sinking into her flesh as I kept going, the sensation hitting hard, my head tilted back as sweat dripped down my face.
