She rolled over quick, legs spreading. I grabbed her ankles, pulled them up and over, folding her nearly in half—knees pushed down beside her head, ass lifted high off the floor, pussy exposed and dripping.
I knelt in front of her, cock throbbing, and slid back inside her cunt in one deep thrust.
The position was perfect—her folded beneath me, ass up, pussy tight and open, every thrust hitting deep. Her tits squished against her thighs, face flushed, eyes locked on mine as I started pounding.
I kept fucking her, hips slamming hard, the slap of skin echoing loud in the room. Kayla's moans were raw, unrestrained, her body rocking beneath me with every thrust, her massive ass rippling from the impact.
"Fuck, Evan, yes!" she gasped, hands clawing at the sheets, knuckles white. "Your cock feels so good, stretching me, ruining me—don't stop—"
