I knew she was lying. Her orgasm had hit her harder than any of the ones before, I could feel it in how violently she'd shaken and how much she'd squirted. Plus, after everything I'd done with Delilah, I knew exactly how much these two liked playing with fire. Ivy was just pretending to be tough.
I squeezed her firm asscheeks hard with both hands, spreading them as I kept fucking her slowly but deeply right there in the hallway, my cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy with wet, filthy sounds.
I stepped forward and pressed Ivy's back against the wall right beside Delilah's door, still holding her up with her legs wrapped around me. My cock never left her pussy. I kept fucking her in deep, steady thrusts, the wet sounds of her soaked cunt echoing softly in the hallway.
I kissed her hard. Ivy kissed me back just as hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine even as her body jolted with every upward stroke.
