Aiden had Nayla pinned beneath him on the massive bed, her legs hooked high over his shoulders, knees pressed almost to her ears. Her blue skin glistened with sweat under the low light; her enormous breasts bounced violently with every brutal downward thrust. His thick cock was already buried to the hilt inside her dripping cunt, stretching her wide, the obscene wet slap of skin on skin filling the chamber.
"AAAAHHH~! Aiden—fuck—yes—pounding me so deep—Husband—your cock's rearranging my guts—nnngh~ nnngh~ nnngh~!" Nayla's voice cracked into raw, desperate screams, red eyes rolling back as her black hair fanned wildly across the pillows.
He didn't slow. He never did with her. Each thrust slammed her ass into the mattress, making her whole voluptuous body ripple—tits jiggling, thighs quivering, slick gushing out around his shaft in thick strings every time he pulled back.
