Now she is hating herself for using too many kitchen utensils and dinnerware just to make a single dish. Elandir is pleasuring her so good that she wants to stop washing everything. But she reminded herself that she must finish everything before attending to him.
"Ahh! Fuck… Wait!" she exclaimed when he put his middle and ring digits into her sheath while his thumb kept rubbing her slit. His left hand massaged her bosom while he made sure to make her feel how hard he was behind her.
"So fucking wet. Your pussy is more than ready for me…" Elandir pulled away his hands from her body only to lift her robe and use his other hand to pull her hips.
The next thing she knows he is already inside her, pumping slowly in and out.
"Ahh! You–!"
"Don't stop… You said you need to finish washing all of those right?" Elandir teased before pushing in deep.
Marina arched her back, her head leaning against his shoulder as she moaned loudly.
