Three Days Without Cock and Now He Slaps My Ass

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her curvy body, large breasts, and that butterfly tattoo on her arm are all on full display as she takes it from behind. You see the man's tattooed arms gripping her, slapping her ass, making it red. The woman stays face down, shifting slightly with each thrust.

You can't help but imagine yourself in the man's place, gripping those curves, feeling her move beneath you. Your hand moves of its own accord, stroking in time with the thrusts. The woman's body responds, her buttocks jiggling with each impact. Your pulse quickens, your breath catches.

It's all so slow and deliberate, building the tension. The man's hands are everywhere, slapping, gripping, claiming. You can almost feel the heat emanating from the screen. Your ache grows, your rhythm quickens. How long will you last? The woman's ass is a blur of motion, her skin reddening under the man's touch. She's so wet, so ready. And then...