The impact of her drop hadn't even cleared the room before Sherry began to move.
She didn't ease into anything. Level 5 Endurance hit like a fucking engine. She locked her knees into my ribs with bone-creaking pressure, the powerful new muscle in her thighs flexing hard enough to dent skin and leave flushed imprints. She drove her pelvis down in a merciless series of heavy, percussive drops, each one slamming her full weight through my hips and into the mattress.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The obscene, wet symphony of her drenched pussy devouring every thick inch of my cock filled the air at blinding speed. Every descent was a piston strike, her ass hammering my thighs with meaty, punishing cracks that sent shockwaves up my spine and punched the breath from my lungs. Sweat sprayed in fine, glistening arcs from the collision points.
