EDEN IVY MEETS GATTOUZ0

Wet heat enveloped my throat as I leaned back, my tongue still writhing around the base of his cock. He groaned, a deep rumble that vibrated through his thighs, still gripping my head tight. The room was a fog of lust, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. I had him deep, deep down, my lips brushing against the coarse hair at his root. His hands fisted in my hair, pulling, guiding, fucking my mouth with a raw intensity that had my pussy dripping. I gagged, tears streaming down my face, but I took it all, relishing the domination. His hips bucked, driving him deeper, choking me with his thickness. I could feel his orgasm building, the veins in his cock throbbing against my tongue. My own need was a feral beast, clawing at my insides, but I focused on him, on the saltiness of his pre-cum, the way his body tensed and released with each brutal thrust. Suddenly, he pulled out, his cock glistening with my saliva, and flipped me over, his hands rough on my hips as he positioned me on all fours. My ass was in the air, my pussy exposed and dripping. He didn’t waste time, slamming into me from behind, his cock filling me completely. I screamed, the sensation overwhelming, and he just laughed, a dark, cruel sound, as he began to fuck me hard, his hips slapping against my ass. My orgasm hit me like a tsunami, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He rode me through it, his cock pounding into me, chasing his own release. When he came, it was with a roar, his body shuddering as he filled me with his cum. I collapsed onto the bed, my body spent, my throat raw, but I hadn’t felt more alive.

I was still panting and shaking as he pulled out, his cock softening but still impressive. He smirked down at me, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Fuck, Eden,” he growled, running a hand through his hair. “You suck cock like a goddamn champion.” I just smiled, my body aching deliciously, already craving more. He lay down beside me, his hand finding its way to my pussy, his fingers teasing my sensitive flesh. “Again?” I whispered, my voice hoarse. He chuckled, his fingers delving deeper, finding my clit and rubbing it in slow, torturous circles. “Fuck yeah, Eden. We’re just getting started.” I moaned, my body responding instantly, ready for another round. His fingers worked their magic, bringing me to the edge again, his lips finding mine in a brutal, possessive kiss. I could taste myself on him, a heady, intoxicating mix of our combined lust. His cock hardened against my thigh, and I knew I was in for a long, delicious night.