She’s bent over the couch, black lace already ruined by sweat. He yanks them down—no time for slow—just grabs her hips and hammers home like she owes him money. Her moans are wet gasps as he wrecks that pussy from behind, fingers digging into flesh. ‘Harder!’ She begs between chokes of air; spit drips onto the cushions when his cock drags through her gush. Then flip: thighs locked around his waist mid-thrust, nails raking his back as he pounds deeper than ever before. Cushions soaked by round three; mascara smeared from wiping away tears of pleasure—not pain—but he doesn’t stop to check which one it is.
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