She’s the one who picked him up by his belt and yanked him into that dark corner. Thighs locked tight around his waist, tits bouncing with every brutal thrust—no time for foreplay, just teeth sinking into skin and sweat mixing with drool. He flips her onto all fours next to the bed; ass high, pussy glistening from earlier rounds. Cock disappears between those thick cheeks before she even gasps—just a grunt of pain turning into a moan when he starts pounding. Sheets get tossed aside; now it’s just wet flesh slapping against wetter flesh.
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