"That's so hot…" Kevin murmured, his voice low with pleasure as he continued thrusting his hips. He gripped Viana's waist firmly from behind, lifting and pressing her against him with every thrust. Her body responded to his movements, her breasts jiggling with the rhythm of his thrusts. Meanwhile, Viana's face was buried in Keyara's armpits, her breath hot against the damp skin.
Keyara, unconscious and vulnerable, lay sprawled with her arms raised above her head, her armpits exposed and slightly glistening from a mix of sweat and residual moisture. The sight of her creamy, slightly pinkish skin contrasted sharply with the darkening shadows of her armpits. Viana, intent on her task, held Keyara's arm up, her face pressed firmly into the warm, slightly musky area. She licked and sucked fervently, her tongue tracing the contours of Keyara's underarm, capturing the lingering traces of sweat and the faint, salty flavor.
