The tight ring of muscles kept clamping down around me, tightening and releasing in a way that sent a continuous rush of sensation straight up my spine. Every movement felt amplified, like my body was hyper-aware of every single point of contact. The pressure alone was enough to make my breath hitch, and I could feel how completely she was wrapped around me.
A low, involuntary sucking sound escaped me as I kept pounding her, my hips moving on instinct more than conscious thought. It was messy, raw, almost embarrassing, but there was no stopping it. My cock felt like it was being grabbed from all sides, squeezed and held as if her body didn't want to let go.
"You seem to like being fucked in the ass, Trisha," I said, my voice carrying a hint of amusement despite how strained it sounded. I smiled as I continued fucking her ass, not slowing down, not pulling back. "Don't tell me you actually like getting fucked in the ass?"
