With the sudden position change, his thick, long c**k wedged deeper and heavier into Elena's deepest parts, both letting out muffled groans.
Caelir didn't stop. In this tightly connected position, he lowered his head to kiss her lips urgently, his hips beginning powerful thrusts. Each withdrawal left only the head inside before plunging deep again, grinding against her most sensitive spot inside.
Elena's voice broke from his thrusts, her fingers weakly clawing at his back.
"If it's uncomfortable, just say so. We can stop anytime you want," Caelir panted.
Elena felt his thick, hard shaft moving rapidly and deeply in and out, each thrust grinding against the most sensitive spot on her inner walls, bringing waves of tingling fullness.
She couldn't help letting out a long, low
