She kept sinking, inch by torturous inch, until her ass finally met my thighs with a soft slap. I was buried to the hilt, her tight heat gripping me like a fist. We both moaned at the same time, raw, overlapping sounds that filled the living room.
Minne's head fell forward against my shoulder, small body trembling. "S-so full… Master… I can feel you… everywhere…"
I wrapped one arm around her lower back, the other sliding up to cup the back of her neck. I kissed her again, deep, messy, tongue claiming her mouth while my hips gave a slow, testing roll. She whimpered into the kiss, hips jerking forward instinctively.
"Ride me," I whispered against her lips. "Nice and slow… let me feel every inch of that tight little cunt."
