Ezekiel
I held her hips tighter, thrusting deeper into her tight, wet p***y. Nyla moaned into her hand, her body trembling as I filled her completely. The feeling of her walls clenching around me was addictive. It was hot, slick, and so f*****g tight.
I reached forward, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back firmly. She gasped, arching her back as I started f*****g her harder, deeper, my hips snapping against her ass with every thrust.
“f**k, baby… you feel so good,” I growled, voice low and rough. “This tight little p***y was made for my c**k. You take my big c**k so deep like a good girl.”
She whimpered, her hand still pressed over her mouth, trying desperately to stay quiet. The wet, filthy sounds of my c**k sliding in and out of her soaked p***y filled the night a
