Your hungry hole consumes the craved-for girth. Fattened folds forming over every bulging vein, glistening with each throb and pulse.

Squeezed muscles grab at hard, relentlessly fucking flesh as senses flush and brows furrow.

Sweat beads on soft skin as slick slams shudder through your body and into every sinew as you time your release with the gush of their hot spunk. Senses swim with colour as bodies meet, matted mounds of hair entwine with every unified heavy breath.

They move back to take in the art of you.

Spilling over. Sated. Stretched.