I Pound My Tattooed Slut Raw on Green Sheets

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She's on all fours, her back arching, as he takes her from behind. Her tattooed thigh is a blur, her buttocks clenching with each thrust. Your hand is moving before you even realize it, your pulse racing.

Her glasses slip down her nose as she throws her head back, her mouth open in a silent cry. The camera shifts, and now she's beneath him, legs spread wide. His hands are on her breasts, squeezing hard enough to make her eyes squeeze shut. The tattoos on her chest seem to dance as he moves inside her. You can almost feel the rhythm of his thrusts, the way her body responds to each one.

You're getting harder by the second, your breathing quickening. How long will you last? You're not even sure you'll make it through the first minute. She's so wet, so ready for him. Her hairy pussy is gripping him tight, making every thrust a struggle. He's going to pound her raw, and you can't look away. Your hand is moving faster now, your rhythm matching his. She's crying out, her face tense with pleasure. You're right there with her, your edge looming closer and closer...