The stretch was even more intense in this position. My walls clung to him tightly, and I cried out as he filled me to the hilt. His eyes locked on mine, molten and hungry, as he lifted his hips and thrust upward. I gasped and grabbed at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. Every time he pounded into me from below, it sent shocks of pleasure through me so deep I could barely think. My breasts bounced against his chest, my hair falling wild around my face as I moaned with every ...