“Hnh!”
It did. It felt good. It felt f*****g fabulous. Gina tried to say so, but speaking wasn’t quite possible. “Hnh!”
Sean kissed Gina’s ear, and then, when she stared back up at him, her mouth. “Sogood. Sogood.” He slid his left hand beneath her butt and ran his fingers around his c**k and her stretched p***y lips. One of his fingers found her c**t and gently circled it in time with his thrusts.
Lord.
He was kissing her again — she was vaguely aware of that, and of him murmuring something into her lips, her cheek, her ear, as his right hand danced from one breast to the other, tracing her collarbone and her throat. But mostly, she was aware of the c**k filling her completely, and of the fingers stroking her p***y, stoking her flame.
She’d come a few times f*****g Johnny, usually wi
