Two figures merged into a single shadow, hidden under the dark of the night with only a pair of golden eyes cutting through the darkness, sharply. A soft slap cracked the silence, and a ragged breath followed, trembling.
Alina realigned herself again, eyes fixed on the figure locked in her hold, pressing her warmth into her and breathing in her scent.
She drove her hips forward from behind, and the body beneath her trembled and breathed out under the pressure she pushed into her.
Her hand tightened around her phallus, pulling out another shiver the way she wanted. While her other hand claimed her perky assets, keeping her exactly where Alina needed her.
Watching her crumble under her impact and hearing her ravish against her hold brought Alina more pleasure than her own erection buried between her thighs, its head poking from the front.
Her length emerged between her quivering thighs, pressing against her untouched flower, yet to be claimed by her.
