Sarah’s lips, soft and inviting, carried a natural hue that hinted at a gentle smile. A beam of moonlight shines on his glistening wet meat as it targets her yearning winking hole. Tears streamed down her face. A subtle shudder passes through her, a telltale sign of her hidden passionHer body and her imaginary husband’s bodies entwine, a passionate ballet of intimacy and connection. Intrigued and curious, he decided to see how long his luck would last. His touch, delicate yet purposeful, stirs a mix of anticipation and longing within her. His body pried her wide open, enjoying the struggle more than he expected, watching her large breasts thrash around. Praying that she would survive this brazen assault. He pressed his long rod into her wet and inviting hole, spreading the engorged layers of her labia far apart, answering her deepest desires, and stretching her wet tunnel apart.Her body enveloped him in her cocoon of desire.
