Viana's soft gasps and moans filled the air as she moved rhythmically, straddling Kevin's lap, her back facing him. Her movements were fluid, rising and descending, guided by the firmness inside her. With each descent, her curves undulated, her hands steadying her on her knees, while her ample breasts danced in harmony with her motion. Her face bore the traces of passion, her voice a sweet melody of pleasure, as she continued her ascent and descent, lost in the sensations engulfing her.
'fuck his penis is so good.' For Viana, the intense pleasure from Kevin's intimate touch was undeniable, her mind lost in the sensations coursing through her body.
