Serena gasped loud, her head falling back, but he caught her mouth again, swallowing the sound, his finger pumping in and out of her pussy now, making wet, squelching sounds that filled the room like filthy music, her juices coating his hand and dripping down his wrist.
He added a second finger, stretching her open with a burn that made her arch into him, her pussy clenching around him like it didn't want to let go.
They stumbled back toward the bed—Devon guiding her without breaking the kiss, his fingers working her pussy faster, adding a third to stretch her even more, making her moan into his mouth as her walls fluttered around him.
Serena's dress came off in a rush—he yanked it over her head with one hand, tossing it aside in a heap on the floor, leaving her in just her bra and panties that were already halfway down her legs.
