Ming's clit throbs with anticipation, the folds of her labia swelling as moisture gathers. The tight walls of her vagina pulsate, readying for the invasion that's about to come. Tyler presses the bulbous head of his cock against her entrance, his fingers digging into her hips as he pushes in, stretching her wide. He groans, the sound guttural and raw, as her walls clamp down on him, triggering a wave of pleasure. Ming gasps, her back arching as her clit rubs against the base of his cock. She can feel every inch of him, every vein, as he slides in deeper, her body adjusting to his size. Tyler begins to move, his cock sliding in and out, the friction building between them. He picks up speed, his hips slapping against her ass, each thrust sending sharp waves of pleasure through her. Ming can feel her own heat building, her body responding to his, her walls throbbing around his length. She meets his thrusts, her hips pushing back against him, urging him on. Tyler's breath becomes ragged, his movements becoming more urgent. He grabs a handful of Ming's hair, pulling her head back as he pounds into her harder. Ming cries out, her body tensing, her orgasm close. Tyler slams into her one last time, his own release crashing over him. His cock twitches inside her, spurting his seed as Ming comes apart, her body shuddering and convulsing around him.
Ming: (panting) Tyler, you're... you're like a machine! I bet your mom packed your lunch with protein powder or something!
Tyler: (grinning) Nah, just a lot of practice. I've been running track since... (grunts) ...since... (pants) ...since forever.
Ming: (mock gasp) You're insatiable! Like a... like a little red panda looking for bamboo!
Tyler: (laughs) I don't know what you're talking about, but... (pants) ...but I like it.
Ming: (chuckles) You should see my daughter. She's just like you. Or maybe you're just like her.
Tyler: (smiling) I, uh, I think I can take it.
Ming: (teasingly) Oh, you're tougher than you look, huh? Alright, let's see if you can keep up with... (moans) ...with Mommy Dearest.
Tyler: (determined) Bring it on.
Ming: (laughs) Oh, boy. You're in for a surprise. Just like your school performance!
Tyler: (groans) You're relentless!
Ming: (giggles) That's just how I roll. Like a... a... (pants) ...a red panda rolling down a hill!
Tyler: (laughs) Okay, Okay! I think I got the red panda reference!
Ming: (smirking) Good! Now keep up, kid. I'm not getting any younger!
Tyler: (grinning) Neither am I, Mrs. Lee. Neither am I.
Ming's clit throbs, her labia swelling with each beat of her heart. Her vaginal walls pulse, ready for the invasion. Each thrust sends a wave of pleasure through her, her folds gripping Tyler's cock tightly. Her nipples harden, pressing against her blouse. Ming's vaginal muscles clutch at him, her clit aching for more. She whimpers, her body trembling with the intensity.
A thick, hard cockhead presses against Ming's clit, the pressure sending a wave of pleasure through her body. Her labia swell and part, throbbing with anticipation. The tip of the cock slowly pushes inside, her vaginal muscles clenching around it. Each inch stretches her walls, the delicious friction making her moan. Her labia grip the shaft, feeling every vein, every ridge. As Tyler rocks his hips, his cock slides in and out, the head brushing against her G-spot, sending sparks of ecstasy shooting through her. Her clit throbs, rubbing against his pelvis with each intense thrust. The walls of her vagina pulse and grip him, the wetness slicking his length with every movement.
Ming: (panting) Oh, God, that's it. Just like that. (moans) Your thermos lunch must come with extra protein!
Tyler: (smirking) Yeah, and a whole lot of luck. You're insatiable, you know that?
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