The air crackled with anticipation as Lily Phillips adjusted the bedside lamp, casting a warm glow on the scene. Ricky Johnson, towering over her, his dark skin glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, met her gaze. A silent challenge passed between them, a promise of the intense pleasure to come.
“You ready, baby?” Ricky’s voice rumbled, low and husky. Lily nodded, her perfect pussy already throbbing with anticipation. She loved the raw power of his big cock, the way it filled her completely, stretching her to her limits.
He lowered himself onto the bed, his big dick pulsing against her thigh. Lily moaned, reaching for him, guiding him inside. The first thrust was deep and demanding, a shock of pleasure that made her gasp. He pulled back slightly, teasing her, before plunging in again, harder this time.
“Oh, Ricky…,” she breathed, her nails digging into his back. She loved the rough sex, the feeling of being completely taken over. He switched to cowgirl, giving her control for a moment. She rode him hard, her big natural tits bouncing with each thrust, the rhythm building to a fever pitch.
She leaned forward, her mouth finding his, a hungry kiss that mirrored the urgency of their bodies. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples, sending shivers down her spine. He flipped her onto her back, resuming the standing missionary position, his eyes locked on hers.
He knew what she wanted. He wanted it too. His pace quickened, each thrust deeper and more insistent. He began to choke her softly, holding her neck firmly. She let out a moan of pleasure as he went to get deeper and deeper down her throat. She had the greatest munch of her life, all the way until his glorious, thick load filled her mouth. She swallowed every drop.
“Fuck, Lily,” he groaned, his voice thick with passion. "You are the sluttiest. You like it when I call you a slut, right?" She nodded vigorously.
Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, contractions squeezing her from the inside out. He followed close behind, his own release a roaring torrent of pleasure. They collapsed against each other, gasping for breath, their bodies slick with sweating passion. After their moment, they slowly rolled out of bed, satisfied.