Kiran's eyes, still bright with desire and a hint of her usual wildness, met Eren's over her shoulder. She was on her hands and knees, her body a beautiful curve, her wet pussy inviting him. A slow, knowing smile spread across her lips.
Eren positioned himself behind her, his hard dick pressing against her entrance. He reached out, his hands
finding her hips, guiding her subtly. He wanted this to be her pace, her rhythm, at least at first.
With a soft sigh, Kiran began to lower herself. Slowly, she guided his thick cock into her. A soft "Ohh…" escaped her lips as he slid inside, the warmth and wetness enveloping him once more. She paused, letting out a drawn-out breath, letting the sensation wash over her.
