Boyfriend Films Brunette in Black Lingerie Getting Pounded Doggy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her ass is right there, moving slowly with each thrust, her black lingerie clinging to her curves. Your hand is already on yourself, stroking to the rhythm of his steady pace. She's not moving much, just a slight arch in her back, her hair falling over her shoulders. The sound of skin on skin is all you hear, the only thing that matters.

Her hips are in his hands, his fingers digging in slightly as he moves. You can feel your pulse pounding, your breath catching in your throat. You're getting harder by the second, your strokes faster. You can almost feel her heat, her wetness, as he pushes into her. Your ache is building, your rhythm matching theirs.

You're not going to last long like this, watching her move like that. His grip on her hips tightens, his thrusts a little harder now. She's still leaning forward, her head turned to the side. You can see the curve of her breast in her bra, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes. Your hand is moving faster now, your edge getting closer. You need to see more of this, need to see how far they'll take it.