Yellow Thong Slut Gets Pounded Doggy Style on Gray Sheets

She knows exactly what she're doing to you. Her yellow thong is all you see, and it's all you need. Slow, steady thrusts, each one making you harder. Her body moves with him, her spine arching slightly. The sound of skin on skin, the rhythm building.

Your hand is moving before you even think about it, keeping pace with him. You're wet, or you're hard, either way, it's aching. The grip on her hip tightens, and she pushes back against him. Your breath catches in your throat as you imagine how that feels. The motion never changes, just gets more intense. Her body starts to tremble, and your rhythm speeds up.

You won't last long like this. The curve of her spine, the way her body responds to each thrust... it's too much. Your pulse is racing, your ache growing. Just when you think it's going to tip over the edge... she moves again, and you feel it building inside you. Your hand is moving faster now, your breath coming in short gasps. You can feel it, it's almost there. And then...