*SLAP—SLAP—SLAP—SLAP*
The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed across the cold dungeon chamber like a drumbeat of lust. Selene's body jolted with every impact, her breath catching in her throat, her soft moans rising with every second.
She lay on her stomach, her body helplessly arched, trembling under Leon's tight grip. Her full, heavy chest pressed into the stone bed beneath her, milk softly leaking from her nipples, forming small puddles under her areolas, with every pump she would shudder with pleasure that she couldn't control.
Leon's hands were spread wide on her hips, pulling her back into him with every thrust. His fingers sank into her supple flesh as his gaze devoured the sight of her—how her pussy tried to move her whole body just for a little more, how she whimpered with every thrust, how she gave in completely to his dick's rhythm.
Her voice cracked between gasps.
*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP*
