Making out in the bathtub

"Aaahh... F.ck, just like that Henry!" Quinn moaned out loudly as Henry f*cked her.

Her legs were directly spread, widely apart. He thrust his length in and out of her honey pot.

The lather covered their naked bodies . Quinn muttered different gibberish as Henry continued pounding into her wet core.

"You like it right? You like the way I'm taking you, don't you?" Henry grunted as he thrust into her.

"Mmmm... " Quinn nodded. She couldn't think straight.

How was she supposed to say something meaningful?

Her body began shaking, and she climaxed. He didn't pull out, instead he continued in a more vigorous manner than before.

Soon, he emptied his load into her.

"Are you really, really not afraid that I would get pregnant for you?" Quinn panted as she leaned back on the tub.

"I've said it before. I always wanted you to have my baby. I'm not against it, if it's you." Henry breathed.

Quinn turned away at his last statement.

"I can't seem to get enough of you, Quinn." He said huskily.

"You don