Loud Grunts/Cheater1

The loud grunts from a man in the thrall of unbridled passion echoed through the darkness.

Missy lay face down on the bed with her ass in the air and the huge mountain of a man relentlessly pounding his thick cock into her.

Slap, slap, slap. Their flesh merged in an almost violent frenzy of lust.

Her face was contorted and sweaty as this heated exchange of pent-up desire released the fury of a raging fire she’d long thought lost. She was about to climax again.

No man had taken her to this realm of sexual delight before. No man could vanquish this need and fulfill the darkened desires she craved. Until she met HIM.

Tucked into a fetal crouch, her body was jarred and shaken every time he sank his throbbing cock within her sore, stretched cunt. He’d grunt and growl while his hands groped at the skin on her back. Reddened handprints faded as he pulled his hands from her sweaty flesh. His muscular legs spread hers wider and with a force from below, he lifted her with his powerful thrusts.