superduper
Elite
Jenny pressed her palms into the cold granite, her breath hitching as the white linen apron strained against her breasts. Mack gripped her waist, his fingers digging into her hips.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted you in this kitchen," Mack rasped.
"Then stop talking and show me," Jenny replied, arching her back.
He drove into her with a heavy, wet thud. A thick, visceral squelch accompanied every thrust as his thick cock slid deep into her drenched pussy, forcing air out of her in jagged moans.
"You're so tight, Jen," he groaned, his chest heaving against her bare back. "I can feel you squeezing me." "Harder, Mack. Don't you dare slow down. Give me everything."
"You like that? You like how I feel inside you?"
"Yes, God, yes. Right there."
He shifted his grip, pulling her hips back to meet his pelvis. The shlicking sound of lubrication and heat intensified as his balls slapped hard against her perineum. He lunged forward, his foreskin sliding back as he bottomed out against her cervix.
"I'm almost there," he whispered, his teeth grazing her shoulder.
"Do it," she whimpered, her toes curling on the linoleum.
"Fill me up, Mack. Now."
"I'm not letting go until I'm deep inside you."
He gave one final, violent shove, burying himself to the hilt. He groaned as his seed pulsed deep inside her, their combined sweat slicking the counter.
"Did you cum for me?" he panted.
"Every single drop," she breathed.