The bed creaked under them. Xiaosi drove himself inside her - harder and deeper. Their juices became one as their souls had. He concentrated on Caihong's every expression as he thrusted into her core.
She was panting. Her chest was heaving. Her fingers were clenched. Her beautiful breasts were glistening with sweat. He leaned down and kissed on top of them, still moving gently and rhythmically as if they were immersed in a beautiful dance.
Caihong felt herself moving along with his pace. The ecstasy of him filling her up completely was pure bliss. His length and her walls danced a great tango as they furiously met over and over again. Her eyes teared up in pleasure. A sweet spasm passed through every cell of her body, wanting more and craving more.
