The flying boat creaked softly as it sailed through the night sky. But inside one of its rooms, the bed creaked much more violently.
Creak~ creak~! creak~ creak~!
Right now Alisa was on her back, her curveceous body on the bed. But her head hung off the edge, and her white long hair fell like moonlight.
Her legs were spread apart, her beautiful fuckhole releasing juices that soaked the bedsheets beneath.
Her legs were spread apart, her beautiful fuckhole releasing juices that soaked the bedsheets beneath.
Thrust~ Thrust~ Thrust~ Thrust~
"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." Alisa gagged lewdly with each thrust.
Her face turned red as he choked her roughly. Yet her grey eyes rolled back in pleasure. As much as she did not want to admit it, her body was reacting in ways she never expected.
Lucian's heavy balls slapped against her eyes. The wet sex sounds filled the room.