Chapter 47

• The woman was moaning like she was having the best time of her life. Her eyes were closed, lips parted. The pleasure was clearly written all over her face with every hard thrust of the man’s body.
• “Damn, you're still so tight,” the man groaned, clearly lost in the moment.
• He was thrusting into her roughly. Loud moans filled the room, matching the rhythm of their movements. They were both completely naked. You could clearly see how his thick length slid in and out of her. Every time he drove into her, she let out a soft moan.