My vagina grips his penis tightly as if it doesn't want to release it

In the throes of passion, I found myself yearning for my neighbor's touch. His expertise in satisfying my desires was unmatched. I yearned to feel his strong hands on my body, his lips on my skin. As I knelt before him, his manhood became my priority. I savored every moment of our intimate encounter, my mouth eagerly exploring his length. The sight of his pleasure intensified my arousal, driving me to crave his release within me. As he took me from behind, I reveled in the sensation of his hot seed filling me. Our bodies entwined in ecstasy, our breaths intermingling, our hearts pounding in unison. The night ended with us basking in the afterglow of our shared passion, our bodies intertwined in a dance as old as time itself.