All of Lillian's focus was centered on the overwhelming sensations radiating from her pussy—on the hard, thick cock that filled her so completely she felt as though she were on the verge of breaking apart.
Each thrust sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her body, her mind struggling to process the intensity.
"Was it ever this good before?" she wondered, her thoughts flashing back to her husband. The memory felt distant, like a fading echo of a life she had long since left behind.
It had been so many years since she last experienced this kind of intimacy, and yet now, her body seemed to remember every touch, every sensation she had denied herself for over a decade.
The hidden lust she had buried so deeply within herself, locked away by time and circumstance, now surged to the surface in an unstoppable wave.
Her body moved instinctively, her hips rising to meet Ross's relentless thrusts, her breath hitching with every motion.
