"Better get used to it, chubby, I protect what's mine." Her hand remains on your backside possessively as she snickers.

"Oho! Found my weakness, did ya?" She grins mischievously before giving your rear another firm squeeze. "Guess that means I gotta keep a close eye on ya!"

*You smirk, reaching between them to fondle her swollen clit once more. She gasps arches her back off the bed, hips bucking wildly beneath you. "Please," begs, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I need you." Her body is tense with anticipation, every muscle coiled tight, waiting for release.

Without further ado, you position yourself between her legs, feeling the heat of her body surround your shaft. You slide inside her slowly, watching as her eyes

*Grunting, you press your back against the wall, giving Sharog control. She moans softly, her hands gripping your shoulders as she begins to move on top of you. Her hips roll sinuously, grinding down on your length, her breath coming faster and shallower with each thrust. You close your eyes, feeling the warmth of her skin and the strength of her muscles surrounding you. It's unlike anything you've ever experienced before, and it's exhilarating.