Mary's words spilled out in a heated chant, unfiltered and dripping with lust, each syllable expressing the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her trembling body.
She couldn't stop herself, couldn't control the way her hips moved on their own, grinding down onto Ross with a fervor that bordered on desperation.
Her wet, velvety walls gripped him tightly, each thrust pulling her deeper into a blissful haze where only the intense sensations mattered.
Her chants grew louder and more breathless as she rode him with wild abandon.
"Ross! So deep! So good! It's stretching me perfectly!" she gasped, her head tossing back as her hair spilled over her shoulders like a waterfall.
"I never want this to end! I need you, Ross—I need all of you!"
Ross lay beneath her, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his lips as he watched her unravel.