Key had forgotten her original motives a long time ago, lost in the overwhelming sensations as Kevin's relentless thrusts made her vagina spasm every few minutes. She was in the same position he had put her in, with her butt raised by a pillow under her waist. Her head and hands were buried in another pillow as she tried to control her moans, her eyes teary, and her body glistening with sweat.
Kevin, equally drenched in sweat, grabbed her hips and continued thrusting with a fervor that made her soft butt ripples. The contrast between her small waist and curvy stomach was striking; his hands nearly connected around her waist, but her shapely stomach made her look fuller.
