Maeve
The change in angle does wonders for her. She groans, eyes squeezing shut as he fucks into her harder. Maeve curls her toes, hips working up against his as she clings to him. The heat in her belly is starting to burn through the rest of her and she's getting closer to the precipice of her orgasm.
Maeve shifts herself to close in for the kiss, but he moves quickly, pinning her wrists and raising himself up to set a more brutal place. It isn't a strain for him. With his long limbs and strong grip. He easily holds her wrist in one hand while his other arm supports the small of her back. She's already trembling and it's only going to be a few moments longer before she's falling apart for him again.
Her cries grow hoarse and there is sweat gathering on her skin, beading between the valley of her breasts and at her temples. Maeve's hips stutter, nails digging into the palms of her hands because she can't grip anything else. Her eyes squeeze shut and she wails as she cums. The walls of her cunt fluttering around him and drawing him in deeper towards his own end.
She goes limp in his grasp, melting against the mattress even as he takes the last of his fill from her. Maeve draws in a few heaving breaths even as she twitches and whimpers beneath him.
Maeve shifts herself to close in for the kiss, but he moves quickly, pinning her wrists and raising himself up to set a more brutal place. It isn't a strain for him. With his long limbs and strong grip. He easily holds her wrist in one hand while his other arm supports the small of her back. She's already trembling and it's only going to be a few moments longer before she's falling apart for him again.
Her cries grow hoarse and there is sweat gathering on her skin, beading between the valley of her breasts and at her temples. Maeve's hips stutter, nails digging into the palms of her hands because she can't grip anything else. Her eyes squeeze shut and she wails as she cums. The walls of her cunt fluttering around him and drawing him in deeper towards his own end.
She goes limp in his grasp, melting against the mattress even as he takes the last of his fill from her. Maeve draws in a few heaving breaths even as she twitches and whimpers beneath him.
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
