REINA

I was completely lost in the rhythm of my own hips, rolling and grinding down onto Domenico’s thick cock like my body had a mind of its own. Being on top gave me control, but the way he looked up at me—with those tear-streaked eyes full of desperate worship—made my chest tighten in ways I couldn’t explain. My pussy was still so raw, every slide down his length sent a mix of pleasure and stinging sensitivity that made my breath hitch. Yet I couldn’t stop. The horniness was overwhelming, like a fever burning under my skin.

“Mmm… fuck,” I moaned, bracing my hands on his firm chest as I...