Martha's moans grew louder, her nails digging into his back as she arched beneath him.
Jake's grunts mixed with her cries, the intensity of their connection reaching a fever pitch.
The air around them crackled with raw desire, the heat between them building to an explosive climax.
"Fuck me, son! Harder!" she cried, nails raking his back, leaving red trails that faded instantly.
He obliged, pounding her into the mattress, one hand pinching her nipple, the other rubbing her clit. Sweat slicked their bodies, skin slapping wetly. Her tits bounced wildly, mesmerizing him.
Orgasm two ripped through her, her pussy spasming and milking him.
He didn't stop, flipping her onto all fours.
From behind, he re-entered, hands gripping her hips, yanking her back onto his cock. The angle was deeper, brutal, his pelvis grinding her ass. She pushed back, meeting every thrust, one hand reaching under to fondle her swinging breasts.
"Suck me again," he growled, pulling out slick and shining.
