Amon and I continued fucking Sandra in both holes, the rhythm settling into something brutal and relentless. There was no hesitation anymore as well as no space left for thinking.
It was just bodies moving together, over and over, driven by heat, pressure, and sound.
Every time Amon slapped her hips forward into Sandra's ass, the impact echoed sharply through the room. Sandra would moan instantly, her entire body rocking with the force of it. That rocking motion made her breasts sway wildly, rising and falling in a way that was obscene and mesmerizing. They bounced freely, exaggerated by every thrust as well as every jolt, like her body had forgotten how to stay still.
"Mmmhh, hnnnn, nghhh, nghhh…!"
