He thrust into her deep, the ridged head of his cock dragging against her roused nerve endings in a way that was both painful, sweet, and shockingly pleasurable. Her hips swiveled against his with each thrust, desperate to ease the build up that the friction was causing that tightened up her womb and made her clit pulse, swollen and aroused, against his skin. Her legs even rose up, wrapping around his hips to drag him down further, and her lips tore from his as her head flung to the side, her breaths helpless pants as she moaned louder. The sound was something that became an urgent whine when he pulled out and away.<br/><br/><br/>Only for her groaned cry to bounce off the wall as he flipped her helplessly onto her belly. She reacted without thinking, sliding her knees underneath her while she stayed chest down on the bed. The sweet peach of her ass spread against him as he sunk in deep to her dripping pussy that wrapped around every inch of his thick cock. This time, when he penetrated, it rubbed the very front of her vaginal wall, shocking her senses as he stroked up against her g-spot. Even more, his wicked fingers jolted her senses even more, sending her into a frenzy when he palmed her pert breasts. Her nipples were already rock hard when he rolled them, sensitive from her aroused state. She squirmed underneath him, moaning desperately, as her ass slapped now against his hips. “You feel good, you just feel good, don’t stop this…” she begged breathlessly.<br/><br/><br/>She bit his lip just like he bit into her shoulder when he turned her head, her dark hair a mess on her face. She was moving erratically, grinding against his fingers that rubbed over her clit in much the same way they had tortured her nipples. “Oh, fuck, Matt, I’m going to cum--” she whimpered against his hot mouth, her love nibble turning into a hard bite, before she pulled his lip between her own and suckled it hard as her hips bucked and rubbed, creating the necessary friction that tightened her pussy around his thrusting cock.<br/><br/><br/>This time, he could feel it. Once more, her mouth ripped away from him as the cry of pleasure ripped from her throat, her eyes closing as her stomach tightened low and her body spasmed. The orgasm ripped through her hard, clenching hard, then releasing in a series of convulsions, heat, and her body’s own fluids that rushed hotly to cover him.