My words had made Anput's eyes go wide as she laid under me, but she was unable to say anything as I began to thrust forwards, losing myself to her tight pussy and amazing muscles, my desires consuming me as I finally managed to be on top of the Jackalkin, and not sitting on her lap riding her.
Pounding her womb incessantly, I rocked the entire bed with each and every thrust, my hips smacking into hers, which sounded out nicely as my meatier thighs clapped against her muscular thighs, creating that wondrous sound that was far more addicting than I had ever anticipated.
With my penis hammering her womb into a new shape, I released her head and began to pull back, running my hands over her body and admiring her muscles in an attempt to last even longer, taking my mind off of the wetness that soaked our lower halves, take my mind off of the tight, writhing hole that wrapped around my shaft and tried to wring out my semen.
