With one smooth thrust, Jackson was buried inside her welcoming heat. Her tightness squeezed him almost deliciously unbearably.
"Goddamn, you feel good," he groaned, savoring the exquisite slickness gripping him.
"Don't just stand there, big guy," she teased breathlessly, legs wrapping around his waist. "Put that c**k to work."
He obliged gladly, starting with slow, deliberate strokes that drew moans from both of them. Her p***y was tight but already dripping, welcoming him deeper with each thrust. Gabriella arched her back, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
"f**k yes," she gasped, clawing at his back. "Harder, Jackson."
Not one to disappoint, Jackson increased his pace, driving into her with a force that made the bedframe creak beneath them. Her moans filled the room, mingling
