Riding Him Hard Until He Sprays My Belly

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her ass bounces slow and hard, her small tits jiggling under that dark top as she rides him from behind. You feel her rhythm, her deliberate pace. The hair around his base, a thin ring at the root of his cock, are all you can see of him.

She shifts, her hand slips in, touching herself as she keeps going. Then she sits up straight, facing away, and you see her bare back, her waist, those tiny tits under the fabric. She strokes him now, her hand moving slow over his hard cock against his belly. His hairy abs, his navel are right under her thighs. You're getting harder, your breath quickening.

He's cumming now, semen splashing onto her lower belly, her mound. She holds his softening cock, still moving slow. Your hand is moving too, keeping your own rhythm. How long will you last when you see this up close? She's teasing you now, knowing what she's doing. Your pulse is racing, your ache growing. Press play and feel it build, feel her build it in you.