She starts like any other day—gloved hands, razor sharp—but then her grip tightens around his dick. Black latex digs into skin as she pulls him toward the couch. No lube, no hesitation; just rough, greedy thrusts that make his balls slap against her ass. Hair gets yanked when he tries to flip her over. She pins him down by the wrists while riding face-first into his groin. The couch creaks under their weight as she grinds down so hard he can feel every ridge of her pussy walls on impact.
