They lay tangled together in the dim light, the sheets a twisted mess around them. Jason’s ass was pushed lower into the mattress with every pounding stroke, his muscles straining under the force. Her tits, heavy and firm, bounced and slapped against Jason’s back with every thrust. Suddenly, Jason cried out, his cock twitching violently as thick streams of cum shot up between them. She rubbed her thick shaft against his, using the mess on his face and lips as lube. “You waiting for an invitation?” Lina teased, cocking her head. “Oh yeah? The heavy outline was impossible to miss, and Jason could barely breathe just looking at her. Their bodies moved together, caught in a wild, messy rhythm, each thrust driving Lina harder into him. Outside, the world was silent. She was small, barely reaching his shoulder, with a frame that still managed a hint of soft curves. She pressed her body against his back, her hand sliding up to rest over his heart, feeling the way it still raced under her touch. Her tits pressed onto his back. Jason shivered as he felt Lina’s cum leak out of him, warm and slick between his thighs. Jason remembered every detail. She rubbed her thick shaft against his, using the mess on his face and lips as lube.
