She clenched around him, her walls gripping his cock so tightly she could feel every ridge, every pulse, every inch of him inside her.
Greg moaned, his breath hot against her ear as he rolled his hips in slow, deliberate circles, dragging his veins against her most sensitive spots, making her entire body tremble beneath him.
"Now… release," he ordered, his voice thick with control.
Cammy exhaled sharply, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. But before she could fully recover, his voice came again, low and commanding—"Squeeze me again."
Her muscles tightened instantly, obeying him without hesitation. But this time, instead of grinding against her, Greg withdrew torturously slow, pulling out until only the thick head of his cock remained inside her.
Her head snapped back, her mouth falling open as a sharp cry escaped. "Fuck! Ahh!"
