Jon and Kara spent three full days at the island villa, filling every hour with movement, laughter, and raw desire. They woke early each morning tangled in the sheets. Jon’s thick c**k would already be hard against Kara’s thigh, and she would roll on top of him, sinking down onto his length while the ocean breeze blew through the open doors. They f****d slowly at first, then harder, Kara’s long ginger hair whipping across her face as she rode him until both of them came, her p***y squeezing every drop from his pulsing shaft.
After breakfast they explored the winding coastal paths. Jon carried her on his back when her legs grew tired, his strong arms flexing under her weight. They stopped at hidden coves where they stripped again, Jon bending Kara over a smooth rock so he could thrust into
