Deep And Intense Anal Thrusts Make It Impossible For The Asian Babe Not To Moan
Title: “Impossible Pleasures”
The Asian beauty lay sprawled across the bed, her petite frame quivering with anticipation. He loomed over her, a towering figure, his muscular form casting shadows across her smooth, dusky skin. She could barely catch her breath, the heat of his body mingling with her own as they lay tangled in the sheets.
“Ready?” he asked, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. She nodded, biting her lower lip, unsure of what to expect but eager to find out. He grinned, a predatory glint in his eye, before turning her over, positioning her on her hands and knees.
He took a moment to admire the view, his gaze roaming over the curve of her hips, the firm globes of her ass, before leaning down to plant a trail of hot kisses along her spine. She muffled a moan against the mattress, the sensation of his lips on her skin, his hands kneading her flesh, sending electric sparks through her body.
As he reached the small of her back, he hesitated for a moment, his thumbs tracing the delicate dimples there. She took a shaky breath, wondering what he had in store for her, before he suddenly gripped her hips, pulling her back towards him.
Without warning, he thrust into her, hard and deep. She cried out, the sudden sensation of fullness startling her, but he didn’t give her a chance to adjust, immediately starting a punishing pace. Each thrust was powerful, deliberate, driving into her with a force that left her breathless.
As he rutted into her, his hands slid up her sides to palm her breasts, teasing her nipples into stiff peaks. She arched into his touch, moaning shamelessly as he rolled and pinched the sensitive buds. The dual stimulation was almost too much to bear, the pressure building low in her belly with each thrust of his hips.
She could feel her walls starting to flutter, her body tightening around him as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. He must have sensed her impending orgasm, because he suddenly reached around to rub tight circles around her clit, pushing her over the edge.
She came with a silent scream, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. He continued to thrust through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure, until she could feel him swell inside her, his own release imminent.
With one final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, groaning as he found his own release. She collapsed onto the bed, boneless and sated, as he collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress.
They lay there for a long moment, catching their breath, before he rolled off of her, pulling her into his arms. She nestled against his chest, feeling content and safe in his embrace.
“Did I make you scream?” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her temple.
She smiled, tucking her head under his chin. “Yes,” she admitted. “You definitely made me scream.”
He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Good,” he said, his voice a low, satisfied rumble. “Because I plan on doing it again. And again. And again.”
She shivered with anticipation, already feeling the familiar heat starting to build between her legs. She couldn’t wait to see what other sounds he could coax from her lips. After all, she had a feeling that with him, it was going to be a long, intense night.
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