Julian's pace grew brutal, his cock slamming deep, over and over. Gregoria was shaking, her mind completely blanking out, but the pleasure was too much.
"Ahh—ohh—Julian—!" Her moans came in broken gasps, her body chasing whatever Julian was giving her. Every thrust sent another wave crashing through her, building her up, pushing her closer to the edge.
Julian could feel it—feel the way she clenched around him, her walls gripping him tighter, her thighs trembling. His grip on her hips tightened, nails digging into her soft skin as he rammed into her harder, chasing his own edge.
"You're close, Grandma," he whispered. His fingers found her clit again. "I can feel you fucking squeezing me—don't fight it, cum for me."
Gregoria whimpered, her eyes fluttering shut as her entire body tensed. She tried to hold it back, tried to fight the rising explosion, but Julian was ruthless.
"No—ahh—Julian, I—I can't—!"
