Just as Damita thought he was giving it his all, he redoubled his efforts, her breasts bouncing each time their pelvises hit against each other. Her palms were slick with sweat and covered in dirt, Damita having slid forward quite a bit from her original position. Her pussy walls felt as though they were pulsing, Damita bearing down on him each time he thrust inward, squeezing him all the tighter.<br/><br/>Damita had lowered herself until her elbows had hit the ground, grinding against the dirt. She continued to push back against him, momentum added when his fingers gripped her shoulders, pulling her back against him. Lewd sounds were created by their coupling, Damita’s own moans adding a new dimension to the sweet symphony they were creating.<br/>