"Dia... Naah... Fuuuuu... Unnngh..." He groans, pulling his length almost completely out of her then suddenly pushing himself back in, fast, hard and deep, making her whimper in pleasure as her fingernails scrape against the glass door of the shower stall they are in. He presses open-mouthed kisses on her nape and shoulders, relishing the sweet and salty taste of her wet skin as he continues to pummel in and out of her from behind, her back flush against his chest. "So f*****g tight, love."
Her walls hug his manhood, full and raw. Since she has started with her contraceptive implant they passed on using latex protection for two reasons: one— since he's been monogamous and faithful to her, there is no risk of disease and two— he really doesn't mind if the 1% chance of getting her pregnant
