Gripping My Girlfriend's Tan Ass While I Pound Her

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Every curve of her tan ass, every bounce as she takes him from behind, is a tease, a taunt, a dare to reach out and touch. And he does, his hand gripping her tight, squeezing her flesh as he pounds into her. You feel it in your pulse, your breath catching as you watch him claim her, own her, from behind.

Her body responds to every thrust, every squeeze of his hand. Her ass jiggles and bounces with each stroke, the sound of skin on skin filling the air. You can almost hear her wetness as he slides into her again and again. Your hand moves on its own, stroking in time with him as you imagine the feel of her soft flesh beneath your fingers. Your rhythm matches his, your ache growing with each passing moment.

You're not going to last long like this. The slow pace, the repetitive motion, it's all building up inside you. You can feel it growing, tightening, until you're on the edge. Just a little more and you'll be done for. But you don't want it to end yet. You want to keep watching, keep feeling, until you just can't take it anymore. And then...