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Her hand slowly slid between Katrina's thighs, exploring with precision. With his fingertips, he brushed against her still sensitive intimacy.
"You're already so wet," he breathed, looking at her with a smile.
He began to stroke gently, then inserted a finger, then a second. Katrina moaned, clutching the sheets.
— Aaah... Klaus... oh yes... again...
He added a third, then a fourth finger, penetrating her with intensity, pumping inside her, playing on the sensitive areas with a mastery that made her explode again.
- Yes ! Yes… my heart… it's so good…!
Her second orgasm shook her from head to toe. Klaus got up, removed his last clothes and gently spreading Katrina's legs, he entered her in one go, drawing a muffled cry from her.
"Fuck... you're so tight," he groaned.
He began to move, slowly at first, then faster, the sounds of their skin colliding filling the room. Their bodies mingled in a frantic, wild dance.
— Klaus... your cock is huge... fuck, it feels so good...
He smiled, his gaze shining with wild pleasure.
- I knew you would love this...
His blows became more powerful, deeper. Katrina screamed her pleasure, before regaining the upper hand. She gently pushed him back, reversed their position, and sat on top of him, impaling herself with a throaty moan. She began to ride him without restraint, like a fury.
— Oh... oh yes! I want more! she shouts.
Klaus grabbed her breasts with both hands, licking them, biting them, crunching them with desire.
— You are... so good... Katrina...
The two bodies became one, sweating, burning. Klaus gripped her hips, panting.
- I... I'm going to cum...
— Go ahead... my darling... cum inside me...
With a hoarse cry, Klaus released himself inside her, his pleasure overwhelming him. A few seconds later, Katrina also reached ecstasy, trembling, panting, before collapsing on top of him, exhausted, her heart racing.
They stayed like that for a few moments. Then Klaus gently laid her down next to him, covering her with a sheet. She fell asleep almost immediately, a smile on her lips.
Klaus looked at him, smirking.
"Not bad for an old lady… she's damn good in bed," he murmured, his eyes sparkling with vice.