Roman removed his fingers and replaced them with the fat head of his c**k. He rubbed it up and down my slit, teasing my c**t, coating himself in my juices, before lining up and thrusting back in with one savage stroke.
The new angle let him go even deeper, the head dragging perfectly against my G-spot with every plunge. I screamed into the sheets, fingers twisting in the fabric as he started f*****g me harder than before—fast, brutal strokes that made my ass ripple and my t**s swing beneath me.
The sound of our bodies colliding was obscene: wet, rhythmic slapping mixed with my broken moans and his deep, guttural groans. Roman reached around and found my c**t again, rubbing tight, firm circles while he railed me from behind. His free hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back gently b
