Luciano breathes heavily as he saws in and out of me, a sheen of perspiration across his forehead. His eyes shine as he looks at me. Smiling, he says, “Kayleigh, will you come with me? I cannot stop. You feel so good.”
Too breathless to respond, I nod, reach a hand down to my c**t and stroke it. This isn’t going to take long.
Sure enough, seconds later my p***y tightens deliciously as my o****m approaches. It grips his thick c**k and causes him to bury his head in my shoulder to stifle his moans. As my cunt starts to twitch and spasm, his c**k does too. It’s f*****g divine, and our mouths meet in a hungry, bruising kiss as we are swept up in our respective climaxes. I can’t help it—a moan escapes my throat, but I’m too high on lust to care. I cling to him as I come back to earth, until I
