The man's grasp on her hips gave him a good chance to convert all of his hips movements into pure grinding power that sent him rubbing swiftly over her. Despite his portly belly, he was not a weak man, and once he settled into a rhythm Janica was fortunate to find it both speedy and deep. His head knocked against her time and again, testing her deepest and most intimate places, and seeing how they reacted to being stroked by the bulbous, hot head of his dick.<br/><br/>Behind her he was making noises of his own pleasure, though they were far from her needy screams. His were more garbled, a mixture of grunts, gasps and half-formed words that rolled together into one peculiar sound that managed to convey his lust while sounding more like an animal than a person.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>