The heels of her nude, six inch pumps were digging into the bedspread while her back was arched to the max, thanks to the position he had her in. Elliot was thrusting at a steady pace inside her; the perfect speed both hard and deep. It was still hard to believe after all these years sneaking around, how tight she was. He craved the feeling of stretching her little pussy to accommodate himself. He grabbed a fist-full of her thick brown hair, holding it so tight his hand was able to rest on her lower back as he fucked her. From this, the top of her head was against his chest allowing him to look down into her beautiful brown orbs. His eyes left hers to take in her pink, swollen slightly parted lips that his craved to touch. He bent down slightly, locking their lips together in a slow passionate kiss, all the while he kept his pace steady bringing her great amounts of pleasure. She moaned into his mouth and he felt his pride swell. He loved knowing what he did to her. They broke their kiss and he watched her breasts bounce as he wrapped a hand around her throat gently, keeping her in place. He knew she was close and he'd do everything he could to make her go over the edge first. He kissed the shell of her ear, thinking about how much she loved his dirty mouth during sex. "You like this don't you baby? You like my cock so deep inside you, don't you? You're so fucking beautiful. I never get tired of fucking this tight, sweet little pussy. God you're mine, Olivia." He nearly growled in her ear. He heard her whimper as he let her hair free, pulling her back against his chest and snaking an arm around her waist to stroke her clit. "Mm yea baby, I feel you, you're so close, cum for me." He whispered as he felt her cunt squeeze his cock. Never one to disappoint him, she did just that, knowing her orgasm would bring him over the edge as well and she'd get exactly what she wanted; filled up with his delicious cum.
