69 - Pablo

I leaned down, reaching her. Her back stuck to my chest and I bit her neck, with a moan stuck in my throat, I pulled Joana's hair back. I couldn't help myself by acting like an animal. We were both in our most lascivious and promiscuous state. We wouldn't be judged at that moment. There was no audience in there.

Maybe outside, but if she kept holding back. If we continued without saying what we intended to do and just act, maybe no one would notice. Anyway, I was determined to make Joana remember who fucked her so furiously that night, so one of my hands went down to her ass, and the slaps continued.

Moaning and moaning meaningless whining, we gave ourselves to that wet and dirty sex. Our skins began to sweat even more than they already were, but together that way, we just stuck even more. Joana bit her hand to moan loudly, and I said the worst kind of obscenity my mind could gather at that moment, whispering in her ear. Joana moaned again, totally involved by the smell of our sex in