Zannie's buttocks were slapped, leaving red marks from Ain's fingers on her white skin, Zannie's eyes bulged.
Her nails sank deeper as an outlet for the pain wrapped in pleasure that she felt.
"Ain, I-I..."
"Cum for me big sister. Cum on my cock."
Ain's hand spread to Zannie's clitoris. Since they had sex, that moment was the first time Ain touched Zannie's clitoris, which is a sensitive part of a woman.
"Ah!"
Several of Ain's strokes had a big impact on Zannie, she shook, rose to hit Ain's broad chest, and she reached the top. Ain led Zannie to the edge, seeing white and stars flying over her head.
Zannie was a mess, drool on the corners of her lips, tears streaming down her eyes, hooded eyes, a half-open mouth that kept slurring random words, and a red face. It is concrete evidence of the release of the pleasure that hits the body, the expression that comes to the surface.
"Ain! Ah...!"
