The sounds of their skins hitting each other were resounding across the room as Miss Amaya kept riding him at a fast pace. She was still riding him when these words flowed out of his mouth, with pleasure filling his voice,
"Don't stop, keep riding me like that".
And Miss Amaya didn't plan on stopping until she'd ridden the living hell out of him. She kept bouncing her fat buttocks on his dick as pleasure kept passing around their bodies.
Moans and groans kept flowing out of their mouths. Since Miss Amaya was the one doing the work of riding him, it got to a point where she started feeling her body heat up.
Balls of sweat started appearing on her forehead as she kept on riding the hell out of Ryan. Groans kept escaping Ryan's mouth as pleasure kept traveling across his body.
Miss Amaya kept on riding him until she'd ridden him to both her satisfaction and his. She had ridden the hell out of him.
