"Do you like how I move against you, Adrian? Should I stop, or do you want me to keep playing with your cock? Arrrrgggghhhh… yes… I love how you take over me, champion." Medea moaned as she kept grinding her hips.
"Keep… Keep going and don't you dare stop." Adrian managed to respond amidst the pleasure he was experiencing.
Medea's nipples were now so stiff and sensitive that as Adrian leaned down and his fingers grazed them, giving them a gentle pinch, an even louder moan escaped her lips.
"Yesss… hmmmm… Just like that. Rub me there. It's all for your pleasure," Medea moaned.
Adrian began to meet Medea's movement with powerful thrusts of his, his cock pounding her insides. Medea struggled to keep up, her screams begging Adrian to give her more.
Her breasts bounced up and down wildly with each powerful thrust. Her moans soon turned to incoherent babbling as she tried to form words, but her mind and brain were consumed by immense pleasure.
