"Isn't it too fast?" Luca asked, lust and tease was mingled in his voice. Usually, he would still use her tongue and give her the pleasure of making her relaxed and wet, making her ready to accept all of him. But now, she was already so wet even though he was just playing with her with his fingers.
"Please,….." Ayana repeated the words with grimace. The pleasure surely tortured her on this moment. Her brain couldn't think of anything, couldn't think of any words beside that, as if everything was swallowed by the pleasure.
Luca pulled up his upper body and moved his knee closer to her hips, enclosing his palms around Ayana's ankle, spreading her legs wider. He then positioned his members on the entrance and entered her in a single trust, crushed deep inside her. All his body tensed up. His broad shoulders and muscles were covered with sweat.
