I pinned Elizabeth's hands above her head, fingers laced tight with hers, holding her wrists against the pillow. My hips drove forward in her pussy, each thrust deep and deliberate, making the bed creak beneath us. Her moans came out in sharp, needy bursts. "Ahh… ahh… ahh…yeah..fuck me more! Ahh..."
"Arghhh, Elizabeth," I groaned against her neck, my lips brushing the damp curve where her pulse hammered. "Your pussy's gripping me so tight. Keeps clenching like it doesn't wanna let go."
She tilted her head back, laughing through a moan, her eyes glinting with that teasing spark. "But you're not gonna stop thrusting, right?"
I grinned, nipping at her earlobe. "Feels so fucking good. As if I could ever stop." I slammed into her harder, my hips smacking against her groin with a loud *shap*. The sound echoed in the room, mixing with her gasps and the rustle of the sheets.
