Kian raised his wife's smooth slim legs and rested them on his shoulders as he positioned himself inside her.
Tinsley lay there in anticipation on the table and gasped when he entered her in one stroke.
Her back hit the table as he began to thrust inside her with a speed of urgency.
She could not hold the moans back and it made her more excited to hear him groaning for her.
The sound of their skin slapping against each other, the table rumbling noises alongside their cryings of pleasure were heard.
She held onto his hands that were tightly holding onto her waist, sneezing the flesh, stopping the blood flow as he rammed inside her.
His face was red, sweat beats dancing on his forehead as he moved furiously in and out of her.
The sight before him...her laying all stark naked on the table as he pushed himself in and out of her soaking cunt still dressed himself was making him restless.
