Slow & Strong (Patreon)

God… you’re strong,” she whispered, voice already shaky. “Pinning me like this while you fuck me slow. Holy shit… you’re touching it…”

Cabba’s forehead rested against the back of her neck. He didn’t speed up. He just kept that same steady rhythm, grinding into her like he had all night. Lois letting out light moans reacting to gis slow thrusts.

“Slower, baby…?” Lois managed, half a plea, half a moan.

He answered by giving her exactly that—pulling almost all the way out, then sliding back in even slower, making her feel every thick inch.