Slapping My Trans Girlfriend's Ass Raw After Five Days

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her round ass bounces with each thrust, drawing you in. His hand slaps her cheek, leaving a red mark. The sound of his hand against her skin is intoxicating.

Her body responds to his touch, her muscles tensing and relaxing. The slapping continues, each one making you ache. His thrusts are steady and rhythmic, building the tension. You feel your pulse racing, your breathing quickening.

You're on edge, your breath caught in your throat. The slapping stops, but the thrusting continues. Your hand moves of its own accord, stroking in time. You're not going to last much longer. She's so wet, so ready. The heat is building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter.

The slap echoes through the room again, making you jerk. Your hand tightens, your rhythm faltering. The thrusts are getting harder now, faster. The red marks on her cheeks are getting darker, more pronounced. Your hand is moving faster now, your heart pounding in your chest.

The slapping starts again, harder and faster than before. Each one makes you jump, makes you stroke harder. The room is filled with the sound of their bodies moving together. The heat is almost unbearable now.

The thrusts are coming faster and faster now, the slapping slowing down. You're almost there now, almost at the edge. The tension is building and building until...