NSFWsuperduper
Elite
The scent of cedar and Samara’s lavender perfume choked the cramped closet. Ricky pinned Jessica against a row of winter coats, his thick, rigid cock sliding deep into her drenched pussy with a loud, wet squelch.
"Harder, Ricky. Right there," Jessica whimpered, her legs locked tight around his waist.
"You love the risk, don't you?" Ricky grunted, his hips slamming forward, balls slapping hard against her clit. "I love it. Jerry could walk in any second."
"Let him. I want him to hear you scream," he whispered, biting her neck.
He withdrew almost entirely, the suction making a sharp pop, before driving back in. The friction burned, saliva and pre-cum mixing with her juices to create a frothy lather that shlicked with every thrust.
"God, you're so fucking huge," she gasped, her head thumping against the wall.
"You're soaking for me, Jess. I can feel your walls clamping down on me."
"Just keep going. Don't stop."
"Hear that? Samara's laughing in the kitchen."
"It makes me wetter. Fuck me until I can't breathe."
Ricky accelerated, the rhythm becoming a frantic blur of friction and heat. He felt her internal muscles spasm, the tight grip of her orgasm beginning to ripple around his shaft.
"I'm coming, Ricky! Oh fuck, I'm coming!"
"Me too. Take it all," he groaned, his seed erupting deep inside her as he shuddered against her trembling frame, the silence of the house amplifying their heavy, jagged breathing.