Her mature body moved like liquid, her breasts bouncing heavily above , her nipples stiff and dark. She leaned back slightly, her hands still braced on my chest, changing the angle so my cock pressed deeper, nudging every sensitive spot inside her. Her moans grew louder, soft "ahh... yes..." slipping from her lips each ti she bottod out, grinding her clit against my base on every slow, deliberate downstroke.
I kept my hands on her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh, guiding her pace and pulling her down harder onto my cock with every rise and fall. She rode like she had been starving for this, slow at first, savoring every inch, then faster, her hips snapping down to take deeper, her pussy dripping around my shaft and coating my balls and thighs.
Her head fell back, her long gray hair cascading down her back, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as she lost herself completely in the rhythm. "Alex... you feel so good inside ..." she gasped, her voice trembling, her pussy clenching tighter around with every thrust.
Olivia kept riding for what felt like a long, delicious eternity. She moved with slow, deliberate rolls at first, lifting her hips high enough to let my cock almost slip free before sinking back down and taking every thick inch deep into her warm, slick pussy. Then she picked up the pace, bouncing steadily, her ass cheeks slapping against my thighs with wet, rhythmic smacks.
She moaned constantly, soft, breathy sounds that grew louder with every descent, completely lost in the pleasure of my cock stretching her, filling her, and hitting every sensitive spot inside.
I was starving for her ass, that sweet, mature, thick ass I had fucked raw on her balcony at the beach stilt house earlier. The mory of burying myself deep in her tight hole, her moans echoing out toward the sea, made throb harder inside her pussy. I needed to feel it again, needed to stretch her back there and claim her completely.
After letting her bounce on my cock until her thighs trembled and her moans turned ragged, I gripped her wide hips firmly and slowed her down. "Olivia... I want to fuck your ass," I said, voice rough and low.
"Yeah? You love fucking my ass?" Olivia asked, her voice dropping into a husky, teasing whisper. Hearing say it so directly, raw and explicit, sent a visible shiver through her, making her pussy clench tighter around my cock.
"I want to cum so much in your ass, Olivia... ahh..." I groaned, my hips bucking up once more into her pussy for emphasis.
Olivia leaned down and gave a hungry kiss, her lips crashing into mine, her tongue diving deep, tasting the faint salt of sweat and water. She kissed like she was starving for it, moaning into my mouth, her hips grinding down one last ti before she pulled back.
After the kiss, she stood up slowly, her legs straddling , her pussy sliding off my cock with a wet sound and leaving it glistening and throbbing in the air.
She turned around carefully, then lowered herself onto all fours closer to , pushing her thick ass out toward , her back arching deeply as she presented herself completely. Her breasts swayed heavily, her nipples still stiff and red. Water stread down her back, running between her ass cheeks and making her skin shine.
I rose to my knees from my lying position and moved behind her. The view was filthy perfection, her massive ass cheeks spread slightly from the arch of her back, her pussy lips swollen and dripping juices down her thighs, her tight asshole twitching with excitent, winking at like it rembered every thrust from earlier.
Her mature body looked built for this, thick, soft, and ready to be fucked raw and hard.
I slapped her ass cheek hard, the sharp crack echoing off the shower tiles as her plump flesh jiggled wildly under my palm. The skin instantly blood pink from the impact.
Slap. Slap.
I kept going, alternating between both cheeks, delivering firm, deliberate smacks that made her thick ass ripple and bounce with every strike. I didn’t hold back, each slap landed harder than the last until both cheeks glowed a deep, angry red, the soft skin hot to the touch and marked with faint handprints.
"Ahh... harder, daddy... punish ," Olivia moaned, voice thick with lust and submission. She loved when I got rough with her, the sting of pain blending perfectly into pleasure, making her pussy clench and drip even more.
Hearing her beg like that, calling daddy while her ass jiggled under my hand, drove wild. Her moans were high and desperate, body trembling as she pushed her hips back toward , silently asking for more.
"You are so filthy, Olivia," I said, voice low and rough as I spat directly onto her tight asshole. The warm saliva landed right on the puckered ring, making it glisten and twitch.
"Ahh..." Olivia moaned sharply as she felt the wet heat hit her most sensitive spot, her asshole clenching instinctively around nothing.
I spread her ass cheeks wide with both hands, my fingers digging deep into the soft, reddened flesh, opening her completely. Then I buried my face between her cheeks, my nose pressing right against her freshly showered skin.
I took a deep sniff, her scent was intoxicating, clean from the soap and water but still layered with the raw, musky aroma of her arousal. Her pussy dripped steadily below, the sll of her excitent thick and heady, mixing with the steam around us.
"You are so dirty, Alex... ahh..." Olivia moaned, voice trembling as my face stayed pressed deep in her ass. She pushed back harder, grinding her cheeks against my nose and mouth, wanting more of that filthy closeness.
"Ahh, Olivia..." I groaned against her skin, taking another long, slow sniff, filling my lungs with her scent, before dragging my tongue flat along her crack from pussy to asshole in one slow, deliberate lick.
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