"Ethan, I love it! You're amazing, you're the best, I'll always be yours. Harder," Lily moaned, her voice dripping with passion. She was all over me, her body clinging like an octopus, her red lips kissing me everywhere, and her legs wrapping around me, moving in sync with every thrust.
"So good, Lily. You're so... tight," I kept going, kissing her as she panted beneath me, feeling her wet, tight pussy greedily taking in my cock.
It was wild to think that after everything last night—the multiple orgasms, the... toy—she was still this hungry for me. Her pussy was as tight as ever, almost virginal. It was arousing, but also unsettling.
Was my cock bigger? No. Longer, maybe, than Logan, but not thicker. Was she faking it? Making up for her guilt? No, the wetness was real. Maybe the humiliation from last night had turned her on? I didn't know, but the thought brought it all back.