"Come for me again," Trevor commanded, voice rough with lust. "Let me feel you squeeze my cock."
Lisa's response was a broken, keening cry as her third orgasm slammed into her. Her legs shook violently over his shoulders, toes curling tight as her pussy convulsed around his thick shaft in powerful, rhythmic waves. Hot, slick fluid gushed around his cock, coating his balls and the sheets beneath them. Her walls milked him greedily, trying to pull him even deeper as she came undone.
Trevor kept thrusting through every contraction, deep and steady, prolonging her pleasure while the stamina card kept his own release at bay. He watched her face intently—the way her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream, blonde hair plastered to her sweat-dampened forehead. Her massive breasts bounced wildly with each powerful snap of his hips.
