As Kane started to move inside her, Lucoa arched her back and moaned loudly, the feeling of being filled so perfectly driving her wild with desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck, digging her nails into his shoulders as she urged him on, wanting more.

Her hips moved in time with his thrusts, grinding against him as she sought friction and release. Her breath came in ragged gasps and her chest heaved beneath her revealing bikini top. "Harder,"

she growled, her body begging for the brutal claiming she craved. Kane obliged, picking up speed as he thrust deeper and harder into her tight heat. Her back arched further, pressing her magnificent breasts up against his chest as she reached down between them, wrapping her fingers around his length in time with each stroke.

She could feel the pleasure building inside her, a wave of heat and need washing over her as she moved closer to climax. "I'm close,"

"Ahhh...!" She cried out, her body shuddering around yours as she climaxed. Her muscles clenched tightly, milking every last drop of your cum from your length before finally relaxing, spent. Panting heavily, she collapsed forward onto you, their bodies still joined in a sweaty tangle.

After a moment or two, she lifted her head and smiled down at you. "Well... that was quite the workout." Her cheeks flushed as she realized what she'd just said. "I mean...

"...thank you." She laughed awkwardly, a bright pink blush spreading across her chest and face. "You were really incredible... I'm sorry if I got a bit rough there."

She glanced down at your body, still joined with hers, before looking up at you again with an apologetic expression. "I hope I didn't hurt you..."