Ethan's hands gripped hold of her hips firmly as he thrust upwards into her hot depths causing an intense sensation deep within her core which made her cry out loudly against his mouth once more.
Her entire body shook violently beneath him as waves of pleasure washed over her making her toes curl against the grass underneath her feet.
The feeling caused Ethan to grunt deeply against her neck while holding onto her tightly; not wanting this feeling to end anytime soon either.
He continued moving slowly back and forth inside her while watching her face closely for signs of impending orgasm; waiting patiently until it was time.
Lysandra cried out louder than ever before when she felt herself losing to her game. She moaned loudly, as Ethan's pace increased, her breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust from Ethan.
Her mouth was still wide open, and the expression on her face only got dumber the longer he kept ramping her up.
