She had no say on the matter, however. Oliver reached underneath her and molded both of her fair mounds, now rippling instead of pounding. Ellie stroked the back of his thighs lovingly as he was groping every inch of that hefty bust that she was carrying. She rested her head onto her right cheek and shot him that pleading gaze that should have been illegalized by now, knowing it would drive him insane.
Just as foreseen, her blue, needy eyes were putting a serious rush on his balls, and the fondling of her bosom grew more aggressive, but she couldn't care less. He was the one guy that she was willing to give everything to, so what if he was almost ripping her n*****s off? Small price to pay for their ungodly climax that was two minutes away at the latest. Ellie was hurting, but she let her
