She pushed back to meet him, her ass cheeks jiggling with each collision. Her legs started to tremble, knees buckling a bit, but Chris held her up, his grip bruising on her hips. The pleasure coiled tight in her belly, building with every stroke, every rub. Her pussy leaked more, juices running down her thighs, mixing with sweat. The tree trunk creaked under her weight as she leaned harder, bark flaking off onto her hands.

'Harder, Chris, please,' she begged, her voice raw and desperate, cracking at the edges. 

He didn't hesitate. His thrusts turned brutal, slamming into her with all his strength, the force jolting her forward against the...