Five Times Today and This Cock Is Still Pounding Me

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair spills over the white sheets as she lies back, legs spread wide, knees bent. You can almost feel the rough grip of his tattooed hand on her thigh. The red and black plaid of her underwear is bunched around one ankle, a tease of what's hidden.

Her face contorts in pleasure, eyes closing and opening again, sometimes locking onto yours. The only sound is the rhythmic slap of his thrusts, her breath catching with each one. His cock glides in and out of her pussy, the pace steady but unrelenting. You can feel your own pulse quickening, your breath catching in time with hers.

Your hand reaches down, stroking yourself to the rhythm of their fuck. It's not going to take long, not with her like this. The tension builds, your edge getting closer and closer. But you want more, you need to see it for yourself, to hear every moan and grunt. Press play, and let her show you just how much she can take.