"Harder…" sweat soaked skin pressed against the cold metal of our washing machine, it shakes with every thrust I make deeper inside of her. Spin-cycle, her moans grow louder, the machine vibrating as I sit her atop it driving deep into her.
Her sweet and sour scent engulfs me as I twirl my tongue around her erect nipples, biting oh so softly the little pink morsels. Her beautiful ginger hair, falling across her face, it sticks to her cheeks soaking up the sweat.
"Faster!" she growls, I pull her hips closer to my own grinding into her, moving faster, harder. Her panting is short and loud; her mouth dry as she bucks against my hips pulling at my hair nails digging into my back, ripping down as she cums.
"Max!" Hearing her scream my name I feel an eruption of butterflies in my stomach, and like molten lava they slowly slip down between my legs, red hot wetness.
"Mmm, you make me so fucking horny, you know that?" She nods in response, cocky, very cocky.