The Sed 2

Dalia moaned as he slipped his cock between her breasts. He pumped his hips slowly at first, savouring the friction created as her slippery, slick mounds rubbed his erection. She couldn't look away, his powerful hands grasping her firm bosoms, kneading them like dough as the precum dribbling from his head left a thin trail on her glistening skin.

He pinched her swollen pink tips and pulled them upward causing her to whine in pleasure, the sensitive buds were still tender and raw from his earlier rough handling, and a soft, delicate hiss left her lips every time he would squeeze those delicate nubs and twist them around playfully between his finger and his thumb.

The pain mixed with the intense pleasure shooting up her spine and filling every pore of her body was almost blinding. She whimpered and moaned at his treatment, a sheen layer of sweat appearing on her brow.

"Do you like this, Dalia?" John said as he gripped her head, his fingers digging into her skull.