Ambar Prada's pregnant belly glistened in the dim light as she lifted up her dress for the foreigner. His desire for her was undeniable, and he eagerly kissed her prosthetic baby bump before lowering himself between her legs. She moaned softly at the feeling of his hard cock pressing against her wetness. As he began to thrust, their moans echoed throughout the room.
His rhythm was deep and sensual, matching the love that filled every stroke. She grasped onto his shoulders for support, her nails digging gently into his skin. Each thrust caused her to bounce slightly, her large pregnant belly jiggling enticingly. Their bodies moved as one, driven by the fiery passion that burned between them.
After some time, Ambar lifted her head to catch her breath. Their eyes met, and they shared a tender moment.
