She rode me slow and deep, hips rolling in perfect circles, her cum-filled pussy gripping me like it never wanted to let go. The pool water lapped warm around us, rain pouring harder, thunder rumbling like it was cheering us on.
"Alex… you fucked Lily this good?" she whispered against my lips, voice breathy and teasing, but laced with that raw hunger, her walls clenching harder around me as she said it.
I gripped her ass tighter, thrusting up to meet her grind, making her gasp. "I fucked you better, baby," I growled, kissing her deep—tongue claiming her mouth, tasting rain and sex and her surrender.
She moaned into the kiss, nails digging into my shoulders, tits pressed slick against my chest. "Aahh… Alex… you made me so filthy," she panted when we broke for air, eyes dark and wild. "I wish my husband knew… how you made me your slut…"
