Fucking starts slow on the bed, her on all fours, his hands clamped on her waist pulling back into each stroke while wet slaps echo off the mirrors, skin smacking rhythmically against her cheeks as she gasps sharp. Long dark hair swings wild, tits bare and bouncing under her with heavy breaths mixing into moans, bed frame groaning from the building pace right by the open balcony overlooking beach skyline. He grips tighter, pounding nonstop, her body jolting forward then back, throat catching on cries until tension snaps.
