The Heart System Chapter 893

She planted both hands on my chest for balance and started bouncing properly, thick thighs flexing as she lifted and dropped herself on my cock again and again. Her heavy ass jiggled with every impact. The oversized t-shirt shifted with the movement, sometimes riding up enough to show the soft curve of her belly, sometimes falling back down.

I slid one hand around to her ass and gave it a firm slap, watching the flesh ripple. Then I gripped both cheeks and helped her bounce, pulling her down harder onto me.

"Look at you," I groaned. "Riding me out here like you can’t get enough. This perfect fucking ass is going to leave bruises on my hips."

Kayla let out a breathless laugh that turned into a moan when I thrust up especially deep. "You love this ass. Don’t even try to deny it."

"I’m not denying anything. It’s the best one I’ve ever fucked. Soft, thick, and it takes my cock so well."

She kept bouncing, a little faster now, the wet sounds growing filthier. I went back to her tits, squeezing them together and lifting them so I could lean up and take one nipple into my mouth. I sucked hard, flicking the tip with my tongue, then switched to the other side. Kayla’s rhythm faltered for a second as she moaned louder, one hand coming up to hold the back of my head and keep me against her chest.

"That’s it," she whispered. "Suck them while I fuck myself on your cock."

I did exactly that, mouth busy on her soft tits while she continued rising and falling. Every time she dropped down her pussy clenched around me, hot and slick and perfect. I could feel myself getting closer already, but I focused on her, on the way her breathing changed, on the small tremors that started running through her thick thighs.

After a while she slowed again, switching to deep, grinding circles that kept me buried to the hilt. She leaned down and kissed me, messy and open-mouthed, while she rolled her hips. I kept one hand on her ass and the other on her breast, squeezing and stroking as we kissed.

"You’re so deep like this," she murmured against my lips. "I can feel you throbbing inside me."

"Because this pussy is gripping me like it never wants to let go."

She started bouncing again, harder this time, using her strong thighs to lift herself almost all the way off before slamming back down. The sunbed creaked under us. Snow continued to drift past the glass railing, but neither of us cared. All that existed was the wet heat of her cunt, the soft weight of her body, and the filthy sound of her taking every inch over and over.

I slapped her ass again, then both cheeks, leaving faint red marks on the soft skin. Kayla moaned louder and pushed back into my hands, clearly liking it. I kept spanking her between thrusts, watching the thick flesh bounce and jiggle, while my other hand stayed busy on her tits.

"Fuck... Evan..." Her voice was getting higher. "I’m getting close..."

"I know. I can feel it. You’re starting to flutter around my cock every time you sit down."

She nodded quickly, bouncing faster, chasing the feeling. Her full tits swayed under the t-shirt with every movement. I reached between us and found her clit with my thumb, rubbing firm circles over it while she continued to ride me hard.

Kayla’s breathing turned sharp and uneven. Her thick thighs started to tremble. She dropped herself down one more time and stayed there, grinding in tight, desperate circles while my thumb worked her clit.

"I’m... fuck... I’m going to... Ugh, fuck..."

Her whole body locked up. A broken, high moan tore out of her as she came. Her pussy clamped down around my cock, squeezing and releasing in waves while a fresh rush of wetness spilled around my shaft. She kept grinding through it, soft desperate sounds leaving her lips, her forehead pressed against mine as the orgasm rolled through her. Her thick ass flexed and shook against my hips with every strong contraction.

I held her tightly and kept rubbing her clit through every pulse, letting her ride it out completely while the snow kept falling quietly beyond the glass and the rest of the penthouse stayed warm and unaware behind the closed balcony door.

I didn’t give her long to recover. The second her trembling started to ease I wrapped both arms around her waist, held her tight against my chest, and stood up. Kayla let out a surprised little sound and locked her legs around me on instinct. My cock stayed buried deep inside her the entire time.

I carried her the few steps to the glass railing and set her down carefully so that her back pressed against the cold surface. Then I hooked my hands under her thick thighs, lifted them higher, and folded her open. Her knees ended up near her own shoulders, the oversized t-shirt bunched up under her tits, and her heavy ass rested against the glass. The new angle let me look straight down and watch every inch of my cock disappear into her pink, stretched pussy.

I started thrusting hard and deep right away.

The wet slap of my hips against her soft ass filled the quiet balcony. Every time I bottomed out her thick thighs shook and her full tits bounced under the thin shirt. I kept her folded and open, using her own legs for leverage while I fucked her with short, powerful strokes that made the glass behind her fog with our combined heat.

"Look at this," I growled, staring down between us. "Your fat fucking ass is pressed against the glass and your pussy is swallowing every inch like it was made for it. You love getting used out here where anyone in those buildings could look up and see, don’t you?"

Kayla’s only answer was a broken moan. Her hands gripped my shoulders hard enough to leave marks.

"Answer me," I said, slamming in harder. "You like being folded in half and fucked like a toy while the whole city is right there?"

"Y-yes," she gasped. "Fuck... yes..."

"Louder. Tell me what you are right now."

"I’m your dirty fucking slut," she managed between thrusts, voice shaky. "I’m the girl with the biggest ass in the building getting her pussy ruined against the glass... please don’t stop..."