Alexa's body responded to his touch, her hips lifting to meet his every movement, her breath coming in quick, ragged gasps.
She was ready, more than ready, to experience the full extent of Ross's skill and stamina.
"Ohhhhh…" Alexa gasped as Ross slowly lifted her legs onto his shoulders, positioning himself between her thighs.
He continued his relentless teasing, moving his hips with deliberate slowness, allowing his thick, hard cock to glide along the length of her wet, pink slit.
The sensation was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body, each stroke building the tension within her.
"Ahhhhhh… what are you doing to me, Ross? I can't take it anymore. Just fuck me already, please." Alexa begged, her voice a mix of desperation and pleasure.
She was at the point of no return, her body aching with need, her mind a blur of desire.
Her back arched against the bed, and she tried to lift her head to see what Ross was doing to her body.
