"Elena? You okay in there?" sending a jolt of panic through Elena's body, her eyes widening in terror as her mind raced to the consequences of discovery.
But Devon's thrusts didn't falter for a second, if anything, they intensified, his thick, veiny cock driving deeper, faster into her dripping pussy, the swollen head battering her cervix with each savage stroke, the wet, obscene squelch of her folds filling the room like a heartbeat that drowned out everything else.
Elena's walls clenched tighter around him, milking his shaft in rhythmic spasms as the thrill of danger ignited a fresh flood of arousal, her juices gushing down his length in hot, slick waves, dripping onto the floor in pattering splatters that mixed with the rain outside.
Her hands gripped his shoulders desperately, nails digging into his sweat-slicked skin, leaving crescent-shaped marks as she tried to anchor herself against the overwhelming pleasure-pain, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm.
