Presley lay spread open on the bed, her slim legs shaking as James devoured her pussy with relentless skill. His tongue worked her swollen clit in perfect rhythm — broad, slow licks followed by tight circles and firm suction that made her hips buck wildly.
Her breathing turned ragged. Her small body tensed hard.
Then it hit her.
Presley came violently, crying out as powerful spasms ripped through her. Her thighs clamped around his head, back arching sharply off the mattress while fresh wetness flooded his mouth.
James didn’t stop.
He kept his mouth locked on her pulsing clit, licking her straight through the orgasm and into the next. Her second climax built even faster. Her whole body began to shake uncontrollably, toes curling, hands fisting the sheets as desperate moans poured from her lips.
Right as the second orgasm crashed over her — her pussy clenching and fluttering wildly — James rose up, grabbed her hips, and pulled her toward him in one smooth, possessive motion.
Presley was still cumming hard when he lined up and drove his thick cock deep inside her quivering, soaked pussy.
The sudden stretch made her gasp.
Her walls spasmed violently around him as he buried himself to the hilt, filling her completely while her orgasm kept rolling. He held her tight, not letting her pull away, stroking deep and steady through every powerful contraction.
“Fuck… you feel so good squeezing me like that,” he growled, eyes locked on her flushed, overwhelmed face.
Presley could barely breathe. Her body kept shuddering around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her, the feeling of him stretching her mid-orgasm making everything ten times more intense.
James stayed buried deep, savoring every flutter and pulse, a dark, satisfied smile on his lips.
