She’s got no say. Ass up on the couch, legs spread wide for whatever comes next. His hands grip those hips like she’s his property now—thick cock sliding right into that forbidden hole before she can even gasp. Doggy style isn’t gentle here. It’s brutal. Every thrust sends her forward, nails digging into the fabric as he takes what he wants from behind. No teasing, no slow build—just him pounding away until that ass is dripping with cum inside. Tattoos peek out when she arches back for more. Her breath hitches every time the head hits bottom; there’s no stopping this once it starts. The couch creaks under them both as his grip turns possessive. No mercy left in him anymore.
