As she comes, she can’t help but claw at Hudson’s back. The only thing that saves him from him being marked by her nail marks was the fabric of his white shirt. He only manages three more shallow thrusts before he feels the way her tight passage clamping down hard that made him follow suit. The way her p***y clenches him tightly was as if she’s trying to milk him for all she’s worth, and he’ll gladly give it to her as he gathers any that slipped out of her p***y and stuffed it back into her with a smile.
“God, Aaliyah, you really know how—”
Voices entering from the other side of the library cut Hudson off, alerting the couple that they’re no longer alone. Aaliyah’s eyes went wide like saucer plates, her heart kicking into overdrive as the scent of s*x was heavy in the air. Not to mention
