"Uh, okay..."
Mikayla was caught off guard by his attack, and Cayden greedily snatched up the scent that belonged to her, exploring every nook and cranny within her pussy.
After the kiss ended, Mikayla was breathless, she leaned against his chest, panting slightly, with a blush of pink like ripe peach on her cheeks.
Her fair skin looked even more enchanting under the light, her long, thick lashes resembled two tiny brushes that gently brushed over her skin as she breathed, while her jet-black eyes exuded a strong sense of affection.
Cayden lightly kissed her lip, and his hand subconsciously removed her skirt. Mikayla was held in his strong arms on a soft bed, and their clothes were scattered all over the floor in disarray.
Cayden sucked her breasts, licking the hardened buds with his tongue, while his other hand fondled the roundness, with some flesh oozing out between his fingers. Mikayla moaned in contentment, wrapping her arms around his muscular waist.
The flower hole was even more moist than usual, and he held his penis, trying to insert it, but the flesh was just able to take in the tip of the head. Cayden's eyes were deep, and he pinched Mikayla's waist and pushed her in hard, both of them making pleasurable sounds.
Ah - Mikayla felt the deep, aching sensation as the muscles in her body contracted, the veins on her thick, hard cock throbbing as it pushed deeper into her pussy, filling her completely and merging with her.
"It's so deep... uh... slow down...
Cayden turned Mikayla over, and she let out a sigh of pleasure as tears immediately fell down her cheeks. It was not hard to notice that Mikayla enjoyed the rear entry position, perhaps because of Cayden's sense of possession during sex.
Cayden reached out with his long arms and placed a pillow under her hips. Mikayla turned her head to look at him, her eyes red and looking like she had been bullied. Cayden leaned in, kissing her earlobe and began to thrust violently beneath her.
"Owww... Ah, it's so heavy... No...," she moaned.
He blew air into her ear, "Is it uncomfortable?"
"Uh... It's comfortable... It's too forceful... Uh!" Each of her moans indicated her physical pleasure.
"How can you be comfortable without being fucked hard?" he said.
After saying that, he thrust violently again. The lubricant flowed out of her vagina in a steady stream and was beaten into fine droplets by his penis, sticking to the point of contact between them and the bed sheet, wetting a small area of the sheet.
He straightened up and looked down at the spot, the tender and rosy entrance struggling to swallow the thick cock, the scene was indeed arousing and made his blood boil.
In the warm yellow light, there were suggestive marks all over Mikayla's back, perhaps because he couldn't see her face, Cayden changed his position, making her sit on top of him, but the initiative was still in his hands.
She was flushed in the face, her hair was somewhat disheveled, and there were marks of his rough handling on her full breasts. He patted her ass and said, "Do it yourself."
The sensation beneath her suddenly stopped, and a sense of emptiness surged, so Mikayla took a moment to gather her wits before she began to move again. She twisted her body weakly, slowly searching for the position that made her most comfortable.
Cayden sometimes complained that she moved too slowly, and he would jab his cock a few times in her hole, causing her to scold him. Finally, she found a comfortable spot, and Mikayla's movements were not very forceful, but the pleasure gradually built up, and she trembled with an orgasm.
Feeling the regular contractions of her hole, Cayden continued to stroke and thrust his cock inside.
"Ooh... ah... no, wait...,"
Mikayla, who had just finished her orgasm, couldn't stand Cayden's rough fucking, but he wanted her to have another orgasm. His hand reached her clitoris and he pressed hard, and the vagina seemed to be stimulated, tightly wrapping around his cock, and the deep water gushed out unimpeded.
