Kevin’s POV.
“Not yet,” I whispered hotly against Jane’s ear, my lips brushing her sweaty skin as I held my thick c**k buried to the hilt inside her dripping p***y. She was bent over the coffee table, ass up, her big heavy t**s smashed flat against the cold wood, her thick thighs trembling uncontrollably.
Jane let out a desperate, broken whimper, pushing her ass back against me, trying to force me deeper. “Kevin… please… I’m so close… don’t stop now…”
I stayed perfectly still for a long moment, just letting her feel me throbbing deep inside her, grinding in slow, teasing circles. Her p***y fluttered and clenched around my shaft like it was begging for more. I could feel how close she was, her walls pulsing, her juices running down my balls.
Then I started moving again.
I pulled back s
