Five Rounds Today and My Slut Still Kneels for More

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her thick ass rises and falls with every thrust, each curve glistening with sweat. You can almost feel the heat of her skin, the slap of flesh on flesh as he pounds into her. Her hands reach back, fingers wrapping around his cock, guiding him deeper. The motion is relentless, rhythmic, making your breath catch in your throat. Your pulse quickens, your hand instinctively stroking in time.

Her body undulates, muscles rippling beneath her skin as she takes him deeper. The sounds fill the air, the slap of flesh, her moans, his grunts. You can feel your own arousal building, your rhythm matching theirs. Your hand moves faster, harder, as you imagine yourself in his place. The tension builds, the anticipation almost unbearable.

The moment tips over as he pulls out, cum spilling across her back and ass. You can see it dripping down onto the towel, feel your own release hovering just out of reach. Your hand strokes faster, harder, as you edge closer and closer. But just as you're about to tip over the edge, it ends. Leaving you aching, pulsing with need. Want to see more?