Fucking my little friend

In the dingy, back-alley motel room, sweat glistened on their bodies as they moved together in a twisted rhythm of lust. He was small but mighty, his youthful energy fueled by the drugs coursing through his veins. She, older and more jaded, had learned to embrace the taboo desires that society deemed deviant.Their clothing lay strewn about the room, forgotten as they indulged in their twisted fantasy. He straddled her waist, their hips grinding together as he guided his throbbing member towards her exposed entrance. With a forceful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her moist heat.Her breath hitched, her eyes rolling back into her head as she felt the fullness of him stretching her tight canal. She gripped his hair with one hand, urging him to go deeper into her.