Now every rapid stroke was met by her own. The wet sounds grew louder,, Sienna's moans turned lower, more continuous, her breath hot against his ear as she moved with him—meeting every punishing thrust halfway, grinding down when he paused letting his cock pulse deep in her pussy, clenching around him when he withdrew.
They stayed locked like that in the water.
Phei's hips kept snapping upward in powerful, rapid strokes. Sienna met him every time, her body rolling and dropping onto his cock with growing urgency. The thick shaft stretched her open again and again. Her inner walls gripped and fluttered around him in tight, rhythmic pulses.
Clear nectar continued to spill out around his base, running down his balls and dripping into the pond.
He buried his face against her neck and pressed an open-mouthed kiss over the dark mark he had already left, sucking gently while he continued to fuck her. Sienna cried out, her arms tightening, her hips moving faster to match him.
