Gloved Girlfriend Grinds Her Wet Pussy on My Face

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her gloved hands up, she's a vision of strength and desire, her athletic body toned from hours in this very gym. The other woman, just as fit, just as hungry, meets her blow for blow, their laughter and gasps filling the air as they spar.

Their bodies collide, and they tumble to the mat, the sound of their flesh meeting echoing through the room. She's on top now, her braid a dark waterfall down her back as she straddles her lover. The gloves are gone, and her bare skin is pressed against the other woman's face, her pussy grinding against her lips and chin. The woman beneath her wraps her arms around her hips, pulling her closer, deeper into the grind.

Your hand is moving of its own accord, stroking in time with their rhythm. Your breath catches in your throat as you imagine yourself beneath her, feeling her weight and heat. How long will you last once you see this up close? The ache builds in your groin, your pulse pounding in your ears. You need to see more, to feel more. Press play, let them take you under.