Six Days Sober and My Slut Is Taking It in Doggy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her curvy body is bent over, black lingerie and fishnet stockings sparkling in the green glow of the bed lights. Her long brunette hair cascades down her back, swaying with each thrust as he takes her from behind.

His hands grip her hips, guiding her movements as he pounds into her. You can almost feel his rhythm, your pulse matching the beat of his strokes. The woman's face comes into view, her eyes closed, mouth slightly open in exertion or pleasure. Your hand instinctively reaches out, wanting to touch, to stroke her skin.

The camera shifts, revealing more of the room, but your focus remains on them. He continues to thrust, deep and forceful, his hand occasionally stroking her hip. The woman's tattooed buttocks flex with each movement, drawing your eye. The intensity builds, your breathing quickening as you watch. You're hard, aching to be inside her like he is.

Your hand moves of its own accord, stroking your length in time with his thrusts. You edge closer with each passing moment, the heat between them infectious. The green glow of the LEDs casts an erotic light on everything. The woman's legs are spread wide now, the man standing firmly behind her.

You're lost in the intimacy of the moment, the physicality of their encounter drawing you in. Your pulse is racing now, your breath coming in short gasps. You can almost hear their heavy breathing, feel their heat. Your hand moves faster, matching the rhythm of their bodies. She's close now too, you can tell by how tightly she's gripping the sheets and how fast she's breathing through gritted teeth.