Masha on the edge. She lets out muffled moans, burying her face in the bed. I myself walk on the edge. That's it, but more is needed. But first - Masha, I'll have time later. I lower my hand to the clitoris and gently stroke the skin. Baby starts to moan even louder, and I understand that I am moving in the right direction. I make several sharp thrusts, and Masha shakes in a powerful orgasm. Sweet spasms pierce her body, and I do not slow down. She needs it. She needs to remember that no one will fuck her the way I do. No one else will fuck her...