Lana kept riding him like she was trying to break him.
Her hips slammed down again and again, her soaked pussy taking every inch of his thick cock with wet, filthy sounds that filled the entire room. Her full breasts bounced heavily between them, her narrow waist twisting as she chased her pleasure. Liam's hands gripped her ass tighter, helping her move faster, but he could feel her rhythm starting to falter — becoming more desperate, more frantic.
Then, without warning, Lana's movements slowed. She leaned forward, breathing hard against his neck, her long dark brown hair spilling over his face.
"I can't…" she gasped, voice shaky. "I need you deeper."
Before Liam could respond, she lifted herself off him with a wet pop, his cock glistening with her juices. She turned around quickly and dropped onto her stomach on the bed, her full breasts pressing flat against the mattress as she arched her back and pushed her ass up toward him.
Liam didn't need to be told twice.
