Three Days Clean and I'm Grinding His Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She's riding him, her hips moving in a slow rhythm. Her curvy body undulates above him, the pink lingerie clinging to her tan skin. You can see the tattoos on her back and buttocks as she shifts her position. The man lies beneath her, his hairy chest rising and falling with each breath.

Her movements are deliberate, each shift of her hips a tease. She raises her hand slightly, her fingers brushing against her own skin. You can imagine the touch, the softness of her flesh. Your hand moves of its own accord, your pulse racing with anticipation. Your breathing quickens, your heart pounding in your chest.

The heat builds, the tension coiling inside you. You can feel the ache growing, the need building. How long will you last? She's not going to make it easy for you, her slow rhythm designed to drive you wild. The moment it tips over, you'll be right there with her. Press play to find out how long you'll hold on.