"Ah, ahh, ngh, ngh, ahh," were the only sounds filling the room. Samira's moans mixed with the rustling of Kevin's body against her soft buttocks.
She clung to Kevin, her body arching, her tongue dancing in the air, just like her modest-sized breasts swaying. Her eyes rolled back, and she couldn't quite comprehend what was happening, except for the pleasure surging through her as her anus was passionately explored.
'What's happening to me?' she whispered to herself, her mind in a haze, her vision blurred, struggling to focus on the scene before her.
After a while, her vision returned, and she began to grasp the situation. At first, she attempted to resist, but it became apparent that her body was no longer under her control. Even if it were, she doubted she could free herself from Kevin's enchanting movements, each thrust sending shivers down her spine, almost as if it had a magical grip on her, on the verge of pushing her into an overwhelming climax.
