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Seth lay there, chest heaving, his body still buzzing from the release, but her words ignited something primal in him—a surge of pride at the thought of those rock-hard abs softening, rounding out with his seed taking root. He nodded, gripping her hips firmly, pulling her down for another deep thrust even as she hovered above him. "Yeah, let's fill you up," he growled, his voice rough, already hardening inside her again from the sheer heat of her.

She grinned down at him, green eyes blazing with fresh hunger, and wasted no time—her hands planted on his chest, nails digging in as she started grinding again, slow at first, circling her hips to stir him deeper. Sweat beaded on her skin, trickling between her full breasts that swayed with each roll, nipples stiff and brushing his torso. Seth reached up, squeezing one breast hard, thumbing the peak until she gasped, her pace picking up, slamming down with sharper ****. Her long red hair whipped across her back, sticking to damp shoulders as she leaned in closer, breath hot against his neck. "That's it—give me more," she demanded, voice turning sharper, more urgent, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around his shaft.

Seth caught his breath for just a second, but her body heat kept him rigid inside her. He slid his hands up her thighs, feeling the firm muscles tense under his touch. "Keep going," he said, voice low, pulling her hips down harder. She responded by arching her back, pressing her palms flat on his chest for balance. Her full breasts hung heavy, nipples grazing his skin with each shift. She started rotating her hips in wide circles, stirring him deep, her inner walls squeezing in waves that made him groan.

Sweat built between them, making their skin slick where they connected. Schulz picked up speed, lifting slightly before dropping back down, the impact sending jolts through both. Her green eyes locked on his, narrowing with focus. She dug her nails into his shoulders, using the grip to pull herself up higher each time. "Deeper—fuck, yes," she muttered, her breaths coming shorter. Seth matched her rhythm, bucking up when she came down, the slap of their bodies growing louder in the quiet room.

She leaned back then, one hand trailing down her own stomach to where they joined. Her fingers circled her clit slowly at first, then faster, matching the pace of her rides. Seth watched her abs contract with each movement, the ridges standing out sharp under her skin. He reached up, pinching one nipple hard, twisting it until she hissed through her teeth. That set her off—her hips jerked erratically, grinding side to side, her moans turning into sharp cries. She clamped down tighter around him, the pressure building fast.

He sat up suddenly, wrapping an arm around her waist to hold her close. Face to face now, he thrust upward while she bounced, their chests pressing together, her breasts squishing against him. Schulz bit his shoulder, not gently, the pain mixing with pleasure. "Don't you dare slow down," she growled into his ear, her legs trembling from the effort. Seth pounded harder, feeling her start to shake, her whole body tensing before she came again, soaking him further, her nails scraping down his arms.

That pushed him over—his release hit strong, filling her as she kept moving through it, drawing out every pulse. She slowed finally, panting against his neck, but didn't stop entirely, just rocking gently to keep him hard. "Not done yet," she whispered, pushing him back down flat. Seth nodded, hands roaming her back, already anticipating the shift.

He grabbed her hips firmly and rolled them over, staying buried inside as she landed on her back with a surprised laugh. Her long red hair fanned out on the pillow, strands sticking to her sweaty forehead. Seth knelt between her legs, spreading them wider with his hands on her thighs. He pulled out almost all the way, then slammed back in, watching her breasts bounce from the ****. She arched up to meet him, wrapping her legs around his waist immediately.

"Faster," she demanded, her voice rougher now, hands fisting the sheets. Seth leaned over her, bracing on his forearms, and started thrusting in long, steady strokes. Each one bottomed out, making her gasp, her green eyes widening with each impact. She reached down, grabbing his ass to pull him deeper, heels pressing into his lower back. Sweat dripped from his chest onto hers, sliding between her breasts as they heaved.

Schulz raked her nails up his sides, leaving faint red lines that stung. "Pound me—make it hurt good," she urged, her tone aggressive, hips lifting to clash against his. Seth quickened, shortening his thrusts to rapid, brutal ones, the bed creaking under them. Her moans grew louder, uncontrolled, body writhing as she chased the build-up. He felt her tighten again, her pussy clenching in spasms that gripped him hard.

Coming up with a bellow, Shculz's legs locking around Seth, holding him still as she shuddered through it. Seth kept moving as best he could, the friction intense, until his own climax surged, spilling deep inside her once more. He collapsed onto her for a moment, breathing heavy, but she shoved at his chest. "My turn on top again," she said, voice husky, already pushing him off to the side.

She straddled him backward once more, her pert ass facing him as she guided him back inside. The view was immediate—her toned back muscles flexing, hair cascading down in sweaty waves. She braced her hands on his thighs, starting with slow grinds that let him feel every inch. Seth ran his hands over her ass cheeks, squeezing the firm flesh, spreading them slightly to watch where they connected.

"Like that?" she asked over her shoulder, green eyes glancing back with a smirk. Without waiting, she lifted high and slammed down, the impact making him grunt. Her bounces turned violent quickly, bed frame protesting with each drop. She reached forward, grabbing his ankles to lift his legs, using the angle to pull him up with her tightness on each upward slide. His hips left the mattress briefly, dragged by her grip.

Schulz ramped it up, slamming faster, her grunts mixing with the wet sounds. Sweat flew from her skin with each movement, her ass rippling visibly. She reached between her legs again, rubbing hard, body starting to tremble. "Fill me—now," she ordered, voice breaking as she leaned further, her abs tightening under the strain. Seth thrust up as much as he could, hands on her hips, the sight of her back arching pushing him close.

Her orgasm hit hard—she screamed it out, walls pulsing in tight waves around him. That triggered his, cum surging into her as she kept bouncing through it, milking him completely. She slowed, breathing ragged, but twisted around without dismounting, now facing him for the next.

By now, his muscles ached, but she mounted him facing forward, breasts heaving close to his face as she sank down again. Her green eyes were wild, lips parted in heavy pants. She started riding with immediate frenzy, slamming down so the mattress sank under them. Seth could only thrust shallowly from below, his hands cupping her breasts, squeezing as they bounced.

"More—breed me good," she demanded, voice a snarl, nails raking his chest in long scratches. She leaned down, biting his nipple hard, then soothing it with her tongue. The pain spiked his arousal, making him buck harder despite the fatigue. Schulz ground circles between slams, her pussy fluttering in tight spasms, building fast. Sweat poured off her, dripping onto him, mixing with the mess between their thighs.

He grabbed her ass, helping lift her for deeper drops, feeling her legs shake from the effort. She straightened up, hands in her hair, pulling it back as she rode wildly, moans turning to shouts. "One more load—give it," she panted, her aggression peaking, body slamming down with full ****. Seth's pride swelled at the thought of her abs changing, pushing him to the edge despite exhaustion.

Seth’s climax came weak but deep, spilling inside as she ground through her own, collapsing forward onto him. Their breaths synced in heavy gasps, bodies slick and spent, his limbs too heavy to move under her weight.

Schulz ground down one last time with **** ****, her pussy clenching in frantic spasms around his spent cock, drawing out a weak twitch from him as her body locked up—back arching sharply, breasts thrusting forward while her thighs quivered from the strain, nails digging deep into his chest as she let out a raw, shuddering scream. Sweat poured off her skin, dripping onto his torso in hot trails, her green eyes rolling back slightly as the orgasm ripped through her, walls pulsing hard enough to squeeze every lingering drop from him. Seth's vision blurred from the exhaustion, his muscles giving out completely under her weight, eyelids fluttering shut as sleep claimed him mid-breath, leaving her collapsed atop his immobile form, both slick and heaving in the dim room.