Caius flexed his hands on Anne's thighs, delighting in how his fingers sank into her flesh as he grabbed on firmly while moving his hips forward and back in tantalizing thrusts that kept the woman's back arched as moans spilled from her lips.
Caius held nothing back with the intensity of his thrusts. He could tell he was close. He had held back his release for quite some time now—since he had been inside Lea—and now simply wanted to ride the wave of pleasure and spew his seeds as deep inside the mature woman as he could.
With every contact of his groin to Anne's crotch, there was a slapping sound that was always mixed with the squelch of pussy juice.
