In the room, Freytan was on all fours, offering herself to Dantalian, who positioned himself behind her, gripping her hair tightly. He pushed his hard member inside her, feeling the resistance of Freytan's inner walls squeezing his cock. Each thrust was strong and relentless, making her moan with pleasure and pain.
Their sweaty bodies collided violently, seeking maximum pleasure. Freytan arched her back, pushing herself against Dantalian to find a deeper penetration. Her moans mixed with the sound of quick and powerful thrusts, filling the room with a symphony of unbridled lust.
Consumed by voracious desire, Dantalian whispered obscene words in Freytan's ear, further arousing her. "That's it, grind on me... you like it like this, don't you? I'm all yours, I'll fuck you until you can't take it anymore."
From that moment on, they had completely lost themselves, their minds blank, not even knowing what they were saying, acting purely on impulse.
