classifiedscript Chapter 497 Ann’s Turn
Chapter 497 Ann’s Turn
Lana kept riding him like she was trying to break him.
Her hips slammed down again and again, her soaked pussy taking every inch of his thick cock with wet, filthy sounds that filled the entire room. Her full breasts bounced heavily between them, her narrow waist twisting as she chased her pleasure. Liam’s hands gripped her ass tighter, helping her move faster, but he could feel her rhythm starting to falter — becoming more desperate, more frantic.
Then, without warning, Lana’s movements slowed. She leaned forward, breathing hard against his neck, her long dark brown hair spilling over his face.
"I can’t..." she gasped, voice shaky. "I need you deeper."
Before Liam could respond, she lifted herself off him with a wet pop, his cock glistening with her juices. She turned around quickly and dropped onto her stomach on the bed, her full breasts pressing flat against the mattress as she arched her back and pushed her ass up toward him.
Liam didn’t need to be told twice.
He moved behind her instantly, covering her body with his own. his chest pressed fully against her back, his weight pinning her down as he lined himself up. He pushed back inside her in one smooth, deep thrust, groaning loudly as her incredibly soft, wet pussy welcomed him again.
Lana moaned into the pillow, her hands fisting the sheets.
Liam lay completely on top of her now, his muscular body covering hers, hips pressed tight against her full ass. He started moving — slow and deep at first, grinding into her with long strokes that let him feel every inch of her tight heat. Her long, dark brown hair was right in his face, brushing against his nose and mouth. The intoxicating scent of her shampoo mixed with the sweet, musky smell of her arousal flooded his nostrils with every breath. It was driving him crazy.
He kissed the back of her neck, lips pressing warmly against her porcelain skin as he thrust deeper. Then again. And again. His pace gradually increased, becoming faster, harder, more insistent. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass grew louder, sharper, as he fucked her with deep, powerful strokes.
Lana’s moans were muffled by the pillow, but they were getting louder, needier. Her body felt so soft and warm underneath him, completely trapped between his muscular frame and the mattress. Every time he drove into her, her full ass rippled against him, and her pussy clenched tightly around his cock like she never wanted to let go.
"Fuck... Lana..." Liam groaned against her neck, inhaling her scent again as he kissed and sucked on her skin, leaving faint marks. His hips moved faster now, slamming into her with more force. The wet, squelching sounds of her dripping pussy taking his cock filled the room. He could feel how much wetter she had gotten, her juices coating his balls and leaking down her thighs.
He kept one arm wrapped around her, hand squeezing one of her breasts that was pressed against the bed, pinching her nipple while he fucked her harder. His other hand gripped her hip, holding her in place as he drove deep.
Lana’s breathing became ragged. Her body started trembling underneath him. Her pussy fluttered and clenched rhythmically around his cock, squeezing him tighter with every thrust.
Liam didn’t stop. He kept pounding into her, deep and fast, his hips snapping forward relentlessly while his mouth stayed on her neck, kissing, licking, sucking. Her hair kept brushing against his face, that sweet shampoo scent mixing with the raw smell of sex making his head spin.
She was shaking now.
Her legs trembled, her hands clutched the sheets desperately, and her moans turned into broken, high-pitched cries. Her pussy spasmed hard around him, pulsing and gripping his cock like a vice as her orgasm crashed through her.
"Oh my god... Liam!" she cried out, voice shaking as her entire body convulsed beneath him. Her back arched as much as it could with his weight on top of her, pushing her ass harder against him while her pussy throbbed wildly around his length.
Liam kept fucking her through it, deep and steady, drawing out every wave of her pleasure. He kissed the side of her neck softly as she shook and moaned, completely lost in her orgasm. Her body trembled violently under him for what felt like a long time, her walls fluttering and squeezing him in rhythmic pulses.
Finally, her body started to relax, going limp and soft beneath him, breathing heavily into the pillow. Her hair was a complete mess, spread across the sheets and his face, still carrying that intoxicating scent.
Liam stayed buried deep inside her, gently grinding against her as he kissed her neck one last time, savoring the feeling of her warmth and the aftershocks still rippling through her pussy.
Liam finally pulled out of her slowly, his thick cock sliding free from her still-twitching pussy with a wet sound. A thick strand of her juices connected them for a moment before breaking. Lana let out a soft, exhausted sigh, her body going completely limp against the mattress.
She was tired. Really tired. Her orgasm had hit her hard, leaving her breathing heavily, skin flushed and glowing with a light sheen of sweat. But even then, a small, satisfied smile played on her lips. She knew she needed to wash her body before things got too messy.
Lana slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position, her long dark brown hair a wild mess around her shoulders. Her full breasts swayed gently with the movement as she turned toward Liam, who was still kneeling behind her. Those gorgeous green eyes met his deep blue ones, soft and warm despite the exhaustion. She leaned in and kissed him tenderly, her lips soft and lingering, tasting him one last time before pulling back with that same gentle smile.
Liam smiled back at her, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face.
At that exact moment, the bathroom door opened.
Ann stepped out wrapped in nothing but a white towel that barely contained her dangerous curves. Her long, dark curly hair wasn’t completely dry — damp strands clung to her shoulders and back, with droplets of water still rolling down her porcelain skin. She had that nasty, mischievous grin on her face as her deep expressive eyes scanned the scene on the bed.
Without hesitation, Ann walked over and grabbed Lana’s arm playfully but firmly.
"Come on, go have your bath," she said, her voice teasing and full of energy. "It’s my turn now."
Lana didn’t even argue. She was far too tired to put up any resistance. She let Ann help her up from the bed, her legs still shaky as she staggered toward the bathroom. Ann supported her gently until she disappeared through the door, closing it behind her.
Now it was just Ann and Liam.
Ann turned back toward the bed, her eyes locked on him like a hungry, starved wolf that had finally cornered its prey. Without any warning, she jumped straight onto him.
Liam was caught completely off guard. The sudden impact made him fall backward onto the bed with a surprised grunt, the mattress bouncing beneath them as Ann landed right on top of him.
Liam wrinkled his nose, half laughing, half exasperated.
"Why do you keep doing that?" he asked, looking up at her.
Ann didn’t even hear him. Or if she did, she completely ignored it. Her deep, expressive eyes were filled with raw, unfiltered hunger as she stared down at him, her full lips slightly parted. Her damp curly hair framed her face beautifully, a few water droplets still sliding down her neck and onto her chest.
Since she was already straddling him, Ann simply reached down and tugged at the towel. It fell away instantly, pooling around her waist and revealing her breathtaking body.
Her breasts were full and enticing, sitting high and proud on her chest with that perfect natural shape. Her areolas were noticeably big — dark, wide circles that made her hardened nipples look even more tempting in the center. They swayed heavily as she moved, soft yet firm, practically begging for attention. Her narrow waist flared out into those mesmerizing hips, her porcelain skin still slightly wet and glistening from the shower.
Liam opened his mouth, eyes wide as he gulped hard, completely captivated by the sight.
The next second, Ann leaned forward with a confident smile and pushed one of her heavy breasts right into his mouth.
"Don’t just stare," she said softly, her voice dripping with seduction and amusement.
Liam’s lips closed around her nipple instinctively, sucking gently at first as his hands came up to hold the soft, heavy weight of her breast. Ann let out a low, satisfied hum, hair falling around them like a curtain as she pressed herself closer, encouraging him to take more.
His other hand wrapped around as back as he held her tighter.