Devon began to move, his thrusts slow and controlled at first, each one deep and deliberate, his thick, veiny cock dragging against Sophie's sensitive pussy walls, hitting that sweet spot deep inside that made her toes curl and her breath hitch in her throat. Her pussy clenched around him, slick with her juices, each slow slide sending waves of pleasure radiating through her core.
Sophie's hand stayed clamped over her mouth, her eyes locked on Mark who was still sleeping , his snores a steady, oblivious rhythm in the quiet room.
