Anaiah
"Fuck," I moan, my legs lock around his waist and he pushes in and out of me slowly, my
voice getting higher as the sweetness of our lovemaking surpasses my senses. Leondre is
passionate and gentle, making me cry and beg for him. He makes love to me while looking
into my eyes. My fingers grip his back, digging into his flesh as soft moans escape my lips.
"Aah, hm," Our erratic breathing is what is heard. He interlocks our fingers and bends down
to kiss my lips, biting my lips a little. My hips move against him as I get close to my release.
Leondre as always praises me softly, whispering sweet words in my ears and making me
want him more, his voice is making my pussy wetter for him. He kisses my shoulder and
neck, biting his mark and I moan loudly. Our movements are as gentle and calm as a river
miles from us. Our hearts beat in accord with our counterparts.
"Leon, oh baby, yes," My voice got louder and louder until I reached my pinnacle, and soon
