Julian felt the tension building deep in his core, his thrusts into Dori growing steadier, deeper, each one drawing higher, breathier moans from her lips. Dori's golden-yellow eyes squeezed shut, her short brown hair clinging to her sweat-damp forehead as she clung to him, hips rocking desperately to meet his rhythm.
"Anh... Julian... faster... nhhgn..." she whimpered, her voice breaking into needy gasps. She leaned forward, mouth finding the side of his neck—kissing hard, sucking with surprising intensity, leaving faint red marks along his skin.
The sensation pushed Julian closer to the edge—his cock throbbing harder inside her tight, fluttering walls. Dori's moans grew louder, more desperate, her body trembling as pleasure coiled tighter.
"I'm... close... Julian... anh... nhhgn... please... fill me..."
