Begging My Hubby to Pound My Thick Ass Raw

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Every slow, deep thrust, her ass cheeks spreading, gripping him tight. His ringed hand digs in, pulling her back, exposing everything. A slap lands on her right cheek, the sound echoing through the dim room.

Sweat glistens on their skin as they move together, the only sound their rhythmic breathing and the slap of flesh. Her hands grip the sheets, then her own hips, as if trying to hold on. His cock disappears into her, only to reappear slick and hard. You can feel your pulse pounding in your veins, your breath catching in your throat.

Your hand drifts down, stroking in time with his thrusts. You're getting harder by the second, your rhythm matching theirs. She's so wet, so ready, and he's taking her like he owns her. The camera tilts and turns, showing you every angle, every inch of him sliding into her. You're on the edge already, and it's only a matter of time before you can't take it anymore. Will they finish like this, or will they switch it up? There's only one way to find out.