Aurelia watched as her body was ravaged by his relentless thrusts, the secretions had turned into a milky fluid, and a heavy smell spread through the air. She could see her toes curling unconsciously. These signs indicated just how horny she was, and this depravity excited her, making her feel exceptionally thrilled.
This horny woman was so happy; she was starting to love this feeling! After maintaining this position for ten minutes, Aurelia initially let out low moans.
It was only when Arthas thrust heavily that she gasped, and gradually she began to moan more, sounding similar to how a typical woman would when engaging in intercourse. From being forced to enjoying it, these moans represented that she was actually slowly submitting to him, her heart no longer resistant.
Indeed, as long as a woman is made to feel good, she won't mind too much,
"Mm, ah, gentle, mm, too deep, ah, be gentle...". Sweat began to pour down Aurelia's body, and even her butt was sweaty, glistening as if coated in sunscreen. Arthas's phallus was gliding in and out of Aurelia's vagina more smoothly, as the rapid thrusting created a squelching sound.
"Aurelia, you've produced a lot of fluid..." Arthas teased, his large hands gripping her firm, rounded buttocks, feeling the incredible slickness. The ranger's physical prowess was remarkable; despite her slender elven waist, she had extraordinary endurance and could withstand intense thrusts!
"Mm, ah, it's not just me, mm..."
There was a clear sense of release, accompanied by a feeling that only occurs upon climaxing. Arthas withdrew from Aurelia; his thick penis slid out of her wet vagina, and Aurelia slowly relaxed her spread thighs, pink bodily fluids oozing from her inner thighs.
"What's wrong?" Aurelia asked with a hint of dissatisfaction, moving her waist as if she was displeased with Arthas pulling out.
"Come on, turn over!" Arthas guided her to get up and turn around. At this moment, Aurelia had no choice but to lie back down on the bed, her butt raised high, not a single blemish marred it, as smooth as white marble.
"Aurelia, your back is so beautiful, smooth and white; I've never seen anything like it!" Arthas said as he began to touch Aurelia's plump backside and long thighs, unable to contain himself.
"Mm... hurry up... put it in..." Aurelia's pretty face showed a wave of flushed desire as she looked at Arthas, her shapely hips moving seductively. The slightly parted opening of her intimate area dripped with the semen just injected, turning the scene incredibly lewd.
She wasn't even aware of how erotic her position was, like an eager dog seeking to mate with its alluring body!
Arthas's head aimed at the exposed red flesh of Aurelia's vulva and with a "squelch," he entered, beginning to thrust rhythmically.
"Ah!" Aurelia moaned in pleasure, biting down onto the blanket, her body swaying back and forth with Arthas's increasingly fervent thrusts. She gritted her teeth to endure the man's ravishing, but her glazed eyes and flushed skin revealed just how much she was enjoying the pleasure.
Unlike before, Arthas didn't immediately thrust all the way in but rather maintained a gentle rhythm, never fully penetrating and avoiding the expected flesh-to-flesh sounds.
Only gentle "slurping" sounds were heard, with Arthas's hands holding Aurelia on both sides, his body almost entirely pressed against hers while only their lower parts truly connected.
Yet Aurelia's legs remained wide open as if showing off her flexibility, stretched wide apart. Arthas rapidly thrust in and out, still not fully penetrating; that thick shaft kept going in and out of Aurelia's tender depths, again and again.
Aurelia, surprisingly, began to emit an extreme joyful moan, a sound borne from a woman's unconscious indulgence in carnal desires. Her rising and falling hips seemed like they had an electric motor, tirelessly repeating the thrusting motions, simple actions yielding utmost pleasure.
Aurelia finally started to let out soft moans, holding onto Arthas as she pulled his muscular body closer to hers, her head shaking continuously. Hair swayed as her body rocked. Arthas was also excited, thrusting vigorously, often rewarding Aurelia with kisses and mouthfuls of sweet nectar; soon her pink nipples hardened, noticeably larger than before, turning a darker red. Arthas's rapid thrusting had persisted for twenty minutes, with no sign of slowing down.
Aurelia's moans grew louder. With each thrust from Arthas, her thighs became drenched with the fluid secreted from her vagina. The luscious liquid followed the curve of her backside onto the magic blanket.
Finally, Arthas's movements slowed down; his powerful body pressed heavily against Aurelia, each weighty push releasing a slapping sound of flesh colliding. Arthas pressed into Aurelia, pushing upward forcefully, her ample breasts squished together like ripe persimmons.
Aurelia's thighs were still apart, as if they could never close again. Her moans ascended to quick, breathless gasps, and the sounds of their bodies clashing filled the entire tent: puff, puff, slap, slap!
Mixed with Aurelia's moans, it formed the most enchanting music. The woman's moans carried an intoxicating charm, the accumulated pleasure on the verge of explosion — and Arthas frantically thrust as he prepared for the final sprint, only his head remaining inside during withdrawals, then plunging back in, repeating the vigorous motions.
"Ah... how long are we doing this..." Aurelia playfully pouted at Arthas, feeling no shyness, instead naturally fulfilling her desires. There was a sense of flirtation typical of lovers; since they were partners, nothing felt out of place. Her face was flushed with the rosy hue of just reaching climax, and her sweat-soaked hair clung messily to her forehead and neck.