Laylas pov 

In this position, I could feel Tyler‘s cock deeper as he guides me to push myself down on him. 

I moaned, loving the way he stretched me out. 

“Tyler.” | gasped out as his hands lock around my waist and he pushes me down while thrusting into me. 

“Fuck.” He groans, slowly pulling out to penetrate me again and again. 

My breathing accelerated as he goes slowly, gliding in long stroked so I could feel every inch of him enter and pull out of me. 

He feels so good. And he fit so perfectly inside me that I was convinced God had designed the two of us for each other

“Feel so damn good,” Tyler moaned, thrusting up into me. A raptured powerful groan leaves his lips as he contin ued to feed me his cock. 

My hands reach behind me to hold his hand that was locked on my waist as I move to take more of that pleasing 

hardness into my wetness. 

If I was being honest, I wished we could stay like this for hours, just him moving in and out of me. Me just feeling him. Every inch of him. I wanted to feel this for hours. 

Tyler‘s movements start to get quicker as he pulls at my waist to meet his deep powerful thrust. The thickness of him stretched out my walls and they hugged around him in return, coaxing him to go in deeper, rougher. 

him and clenched in antici pation. The way it

gave

Each time the head of his cock brushed against my cervix | had to hold in my screams of pleasure. I couldn‘t forget

was risky, very risky but it was

he

thrusts almost brutal

hips, push me down on his cock,

feel the pulsing of his cock inside me, the throb bing. I swore he was getting even bigger

even better than the first time he had entered her. He didn‘t think it was even possible to be so

her bottom and he watches his cock pull out of her. A tortured groan tumbles out of his mouth as he witnesses her pussy gripping him, reluctant to let

damn good to see her wrapped around his cock

slammed back in, rolling his hips so the head of his cock kissed

her spine, tickling her so she‘d arch her back. And when his fingers reach the nape of her neck, he gripped her tresses

head whip back as a groan leave her pretty mouth. That same pretty mouth that

satisfy and pleasure him this much. Sure sex was always great and pleasurable, but with Layla, something was different being inside her and moving in

and dammit she was making him feel things he knew he shouldn‘t. Things that

her arch her back more and whip her head back more so he could bite down on her shoulder as he moved inside her

be able to stop wanting her? He really thought he‘d move her out of his system the first time he fucked her but now he was

the feel of her walls soothing his length every single time he en tered her

hand that was still on her waist curl to

smiling in satisfaction when she purred like a kitten. He then pressed harder and started

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