Chapter 127 - 126 The Pursuit of Pleasure [r18]
At that moment, Mary had no one in her eyes; she was simply pursuing her own happiness. She twisted her waist flexibly, deep or shallow, left or right, instinctively seeking her greatest pleasure.
Perhaps because she had already experienced several orgasms just now, she was like an untiring wild horse, galloping on Jack, not even feeling the sweat pouring down.
Jack felt her body radiate heat and sensed a slight burning sensation.
Jack tenderly gazed at her delicate jawline, empathizing with her reactions, moving his waist upward at the right moment, allowing her cervix to fall heavily on his glans, pushing her step by step to the peak of pleasure.
"I can’t take it anymore!" A woman’s physical strength was limited after all. Mary, who had persisted for nearly half an hour, finally showed signs of exhaustion, slowing down her waist movements.
As her full buttocks sat heavily, the tender flesh of her cervix made intimate contact with the tip of Jack’s cock.
Then, Jack felt like her vagina was erupting like a volcano, spurting out a lot of very hot lava, almost scalding his cock.
Mary collapsed on Jack like a rag doll, her body drenched in sweat, still lost in boundless pleasure. Her eyes were tightly closed, her face showing indescribable satisfaction, with a faint smile hanging on her lips.
Seeing Mary reach orgasm while he was only halfway there, Jack couldn’t help but gently cup her face, which still bore the marks of lovemaking, and kissed her without hesitation.
Mary was momentarily stunned, then responded passionately, kissing Jack back fervently, leaving a trail of lip prints on his face.
Jack felt like he was holding a ball of fire, the flames of passion burning fiercely in both of their hearts.
Moaning with joy, Mary swayed her head, her disheveled hair covering half of her flushed face, adding a touch of allure.