"Huk huk".
Erotic sounds spilled every time he thrusted.
The bed shook violently and so did Isobel as he stuffs her full of his raging length.
The tip of her nose bumping on his pubic area. He moaned and grit his teeth from pleasurable pain, veins formed around his neck and forehead like he couldn't stand it.
He placed the palm of his hand on the headboard while the other remained on her head holding her still.
"Ah uh"
He shook his back widely as the intensity of the pleasure rose to a pitch. He kept on hitting the back of her throat and she coughed hitting his thigh. He was ruthless in his pursuit and ignored her whimsy struggles.
He just wanted to take and get lost in the blissful embrace. At that moment, he felt it and rushed to claim it.
Julius spewed all the accumulated desire into his wife's mouth.
A hot, thick liquid burned down her throat and filled the crevices of her mouth.
