Cum in her

Rachel's eyes widen as she realizes the implications of John's words. "Wait, what?!" she gasps, her body tensing beneath him. "You mean...you're gonna cum inside me? But I'm not on any birth control!"

She squirms beneath him, trying to pull away, but John's grip on her hips is too strong. "Please, you can't come inside me!" she begs, her voice high and panicked. "I don't have any condoms and I can't get pregnant right now!"

John doesn't seem to be listening, his movements becoming more frantic as he nears his peak. "Shh, it's okay," he grunts, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

John doesn't seem to be listening, his movements becoming more frantic as he nears his peak.

Rachel's protests dissolve into a **** moan as John buries himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing violently inside her. She feels the first hot spurt deep in her womb, his low growl vibrating against her sweat-slicked back as rope after thick rope pumps into her clutching walls.

"Fuck—fuck—" she sobs, her thighs quivering as the scalding flood triggers another involuntary clench around him. His hips jerk erratically, grinding his release deeper with every twitch of his shaft, her inner muscles milking him greedily even as she whimpers in protest.

Rachel’s breath hitches as John’s cock twitches inside her, his hot cum still spurting deep. She whimpers, her body trembling with oversensitivity, her fingers twisting in the sheets as the last thick pulses fill her. “Oh my God… oh my God…” she gasps, her thighs slick with sweat and arousal, the weight of his release heavy inside her.

John groans, his grip tightening on her hips as he grinds against her ass, milking every last drop. “Fuck, you took it so good,” he growls, his voice rough. His cock pulses weakly one last time before he finally pulls out with a wet sound, making Rachel shiver at the sudden emptiness.

Rachel’s breath shudders as John’s thick seed trickles down her inner thighs, the warmth of it making her skin prickle. She rolls onto her back, legs still trembling, and stares up at him with wide, dazed eyes. His chest glistens with sweat, muscles flexing as he catches his breath above her.

“You—you actually came inside me,” she whispers, voice shaky, her fingers instinctively pressing against her stomach as if she could already feel the heat pooling there.

John smirks, dragging a rough thumb over her lower lip. “And you loved every second of it,” he murmurs, watching the way her body still quivers beneath his touch.

Rachel's lips part with a shaky exhale, her cheeks flushing as she meets John's dark, satisfied gaze. "I... I did," she admits in a breathless whisper, her thighs pressing together as another trickle of his warmth leaks between them. Her fingers curl into the sheets, knuckles whitening when his calloused palm slides possessively up her inner thigh, smearing his release deeper into her flushed skin.

John’s low chuckle vibrates against her neck as he leans down, teeth grazing her pulse point. "Knew you would," he murmurs, dragging his tongue over the bite mark blooming on her collarbone.

The bedroom door swings open with a sharp click.