Three Days Clean and Now I'm Getting Pounded Doggy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair is tied back, revealing her curvy body as she takes him from behind. The man grips her hips, his muscular arms flexing with each thrust.

The woman's medium-sized breasts jiggle with the motion, her light skin glowing in the natural light. A small tattoo on her lower back seems to pulse with the rhythm. The man's beard brushes against her back as he moves, his bald head gleaming with sweat.

Your hand moves on its own, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. Your breath catches in your throat as you imagine the feeling of being inside her. The woman's facial expressions are a mix of exertion and pleasure, her eyes sometimes locking onto the camera. The only sound is the soft slap of their bodies meeting, the quiet gasps of effort. It's building, the tension coiling tighter with each stroke. You can feel it in your pulse, your ache growing harder. How long will you last once you press play?