Screwing Lost in Translation

In the throes of passion, they speak in hushed tones, their secret language driving each other wild. She guides him inside her, her back arching as he fills her completely. He grunts, his grip tightening on her hips, as he pounds into her. Their bodies glisten with sweat, the scent of sex heavy in the air. She can feel him throbbing, ready to explode. She leans back, her eyes locked with his, as they both tumble over the edge, their cries muffled by the closet door.

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