Roman smirked as he took in her pleasure as she settled but before she could do so, he started to move his hips with urgency, hitting her deep, enticing urgent moans and cries from her as she held tightly on him as if her life depended on it.
Roman's thrusting speed increased and Marjorie met his thrust with ease, already attuned to his movements. The two were soon lost in the throes of pleasure, and began to move faster and faster. Marjorie's bedroom voice has always been very addictive to Roman. It wasn't long before that voice filled the room as her cries and moans became louder, invigorating him to move even faster and deeper, giving her his all.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
The sound of flesh slapping against each other resounded in the room as the two bodies met continuously.
