He couldn't Handle my Wet Pussy too much and he Creampied Me- Wet Kelly

He couldn't keep it in any longer. Wet Kelly, with her massive, natural tits and an ass that won't quit, was driving him wild. She'd been teasing him with her moans and whispered requests, her body pushed against his, her breath hot on his ear. He was rock hard, and the sight of her dripping wet pussy was too much for him to handle. He couldn't resist any longer, and with a loud groan, he pushed her down onto the bed, his body covering hers. She was ready, more than ready, and he felt her tightness as he entered her. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, and he knew he wouldn't last long.

Wet Kelly was in heaven. The feeling of him filling her up was incredible, and she could feel every inch of him. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, and he started to move. His thrusts were deep and hard, and she could feel his body shaking with passion. She reached up, grabbing his sides, her fingernails digging into his flesh, and he groaned, pushing himself even harder into her. The bed was shaking, and her body was on fire.

She could feel the building pressure, the heat in her core, and she knew she was close to the edge. She started to moan, her body shuddering with each thrust. He could feel it too, and he picked up the pace, his body slamming into hers. She was screaming, her voice echoing in the room, and he could feel her body convulsing around him. She was coming, and it was incredible. But he wasn't done with her yet.

With a final thrust, he let go, his body shaking as he came. He filled her up, his hot cum mixing with her juices. She could feel it, and she moaned, her body still shaking from her orgasm. He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices, and she smiled, her eyes on his.

He couldn't believe it. He'd never felt anything like that before, and he knew he wouldn't be able to resist her again. Wet Kelly had him hooked, and he couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him next.