Keep Going!

Her body arched, thighs trembling around my head, the sounds she made—deep, throaty cries—spurring me on, my cock leaking steadily onto the floor, pussy clenching emptily.

Lena's breaths came in pants, her ponytail coming loose as she writhed. 'You're incredible—none of my exes ever ate me out like this. They were sloppy, rushed, but you... your tongue's so precise, fingers hitting spots I forgot I had. And your stamina—god, you don't tire, do you?'

Her words washed over me, boosting the shy confidence blooming in my chest, the praise easing the remnants of my first-day jitters. I hummed against her clit, the vibration making her cry out sharper, louder than I'd heard in any hurried fantasy.

Emotions tangled with the lust—her compliments making me feel seen, desired beyond my bulge, like I belonged here with her, chasing away the shadows of displacement.

She came hard then, pussy gushing around my fingers, coating my hand in her release as her moans peaked into a scream, body convulsing. I lapped her through it, savoring every pulse, until she tugged me up, eyes glassy with aftershocks. 'Now fuck me, Holly. I need that thick cock inside—bottom for you, let you pound me deep.' Her voice was wrecked, hands pulling me onto the couch, guiding my slick shaft to her entrance. I positioned myself over her, our breasts pressing together, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pushed in slow.