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I pulled out slowly, deliberately, watching my cock slide free—shiny and thick with her cream. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, hips chasing instinctively. I flipped her onto her back again with gentle but firm hands. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused, lips swollen and red, cheeks flushed deep red.
She looked completely fucked out—and so fucking beautiful it punched the air from my lungs.
I pushed her legs up slowly, folding her in half, knees pressed tight to her chest. The position opened her completely to . Her pussy was red, swollen, glistening with both of her cum and sweat, a slow trickle of my earlier release leaking out onto the couch beneath her. I groaned low at the sight and slid back inside easily, bottoming out in one smooth, deep stroke that made us both shudder.
"Fuck," I hissed through clenched teeth at how soft, hot, and wet she still was—perfect.
This ti I went slower at first, deeper, grinding my pelvis hard against her clit with every long thrust. Her hands clutched my forearms desperately, nails digging in again, leaving fresh crescent marks.
"Look at ," I ordered, voice rough but steady.
Her eyes opened slowly, locked on mine—dark, dazed, full of raw need.
I held her gaze as I fucked her—long, deliberate strokes that dragged over every sensitive spot inside her and made us both shudder violently. I wanted her to see everything I felt pouring out of . How much I needed her. How completely she owned , even if she didn’t know it yet.
"I love watching you take ," I said, voice low and ragged. "Love seeing your pretty pussy stretch around my cock, baby. Love how you open up for every ti."
She moaned loud, clenched deliberately around my length. I hissed sharp through my teeth.
"Do that again. Squeeze ."
She did—squeezing rhythmically, milking from root to tip. My control snapped like a frayed rope.
I started thrusting faster again, harder, the slow pace gone in an instant. Her legs shook uncontrollably in my grip. I leaned down and kissed her—ssy, desperate, teeth clashing, tongues sliding wet and hungry.
She kissed back just as hard, hands tangling in my hair, pulling hard enough to sting and make growl into her mouth.
I felt her building again—her breathing turning shallow and fast, hips rolling up frantically to et . She was too responsive, too greedy for it. Every little tremor, every clench told she wanted more—and I wanted to give her everything.
"Co with this ti," I breathed against her swollen lips. "I’m close, so fucking close. I want to feel you fall apart at the sa ti when I do."
She nodded frantically, eyes blown wide, mouth open on silent gasps.
I slamd into her harder, faster, relentless. My balls drew up tight, pleasure coiling hot and sharp in my spine, spreading like fire. She clenched again—hard, deliberate—and that was it.
"Reina! Fuck... ahhh!"
I ca with a broken, guttural groan, burying myself as deep as humanly possible, spilling inside her in thick, relentless pulses that seed to go on forever. The pleasure was blinding—too much, too intense—dragging on until my whole body shook with it.
She followed a heartbeat later, pussy clamping down like a fist, convulsing around my cock as she cried out against my neck, nails raking fresh lines down my back. I felt every spasm, every desperate pull as she milked dry.
We stayed locked together, shaking, breathless, ruined. I lowered her legs gently and collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her completely. Not like she would have complained if I did, but I didn’t want to do anything that would hurt her in any way or form.
Her arms ca around imdiately, holding tight like she never wanted to let go. I buried my face in her neck, kissing the damp, salty skin there over and over.
After a few long minutes of just breathing each other in, I felt her shift under . My cock twitched inside her, already half-hard again despite everything. She laughed breathlessly, the sound shaky and incredulous.
"Seriously? Already?"
I lifted my head, grinning down at her flushed face. "Give two minutes."
She rolled her eyes, but her legs tightened around my waist anyway, holding inside her. Leaving no room for to break free from her. "You’re insane."
I kissed her slow and deep, tasting salt and sex and her. "Only for you, love."
The word slipped out again—love—and it did sothing insane to my cock. I hardened fully again, still buried deep inside her tight greedy pussy. I started moving without thinking—small thrusts at first, testing, then deeper, longer. She moaned soft into my mouth, body responding instantly.
This round was slower, lazier, but no less intense. I rocked into her steadily, grinding against her clit on every downstroke, drawing out soft gasps and whimpers that went straight to my head. Her hands road my back slowly, tracing the scratches and welts she’d left earlier.
I pulled back just enough to watch her face—eyes half-closed, lips parted, completely lost in it. Nothing in the world was more beautiful than my Reina like this—flushed, dazed, open, mine.
I sped up gradually, thrusts turning harder again, deeper. She t stroke for stroke, nails digging into my ass, pulling in like she couldn’t get close enough.
We built it together, quiet and intense, bodies moving in perfect sync, until she was trembling all over again.
"Co quietly this ti," I whispered against her ear. Nose buried deep in her wet hair. "Just for . Let feel it."
She did—biting down hard on my shoulder to muffle her cry, pussy fluttering softly around in long, sweet pulses. The sensation pulled over right after—I ca with a low, drawn-out groan, filling her again, slower this ti, savoring every spurt.
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