Air Hostess 5

"That's it, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice laced with lust and dominance. "Cum for me. Show me what a good little whore you are, taking my cock like this. Let Karen hear you scream my name as you cum all over my dick—"

Elizabeth's body shook, her pussy pulsing as another orgasm tore through her. I could feel her wetness gushing around me, her cries of pleasure filling the air. I fucked her through her orgasm, my hips moving with a relentless rhythm, my cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound.

As her orgasm subsided, Elizabeth looked back at me, her eyes glazed with lust and desperation. "Jack," she gasped, her voice ragged. "We should... we should stop. Karen might come back—"

"Fuck Karen," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. "I'm not done with you yet, Elizabeth. I'm not done fucking this tight little pussy—"