He Fucked Me in the Missionary Room and Cummed Without Hands

He pressed your thighs into the mattress, making every movement electrocute all the way to your fingertips. His body, wet with sweat, slid over yours, creating that maddening sound of skin rubbing. It entered you deeply, to the very limit, filling every cell with itself, and its heavy, hot breath burned your lips and neck. You felt him filling you, his thighs beating rhythmically into yours, leaving no room even for air.