Once he found the ideal fit, he began to move faster, thrusting his dick into her pussy with increasing intensity. The heat of her tight cunt drove him wild, his pace quickening as their bodies came together rhythmically.
—Pah, pah, pah.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, blending with their heavy breaths and moans.
"Aaahhh... oh heavens, harder," she begged, her voice trembling with raw desire.
Spurred on by her cries, Wang Ming quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent. Her body shook with every movement, her breasts swaying enticingly in front of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning back at a sharp angle for support, surrendering to his rhythm.
"Do you like it, slave?" he growled, leaning forward to take her nipple between his teeth, his hips driving harder and faster, reckless and relentless.
