She needs it bad—tattooed arms flexing as she yanks his head between her thighs before he even gets undressed. Black leather straps dig into skin while she straddles his chest, grinding until he’s gasping for air. Then—no warning—she rolls him over and takes what she wants: rough dry humping on the sheets with nails digging in. His cock buried deep inside her every time she slams down, legs wrapped so tight you can see the veins pop on his neck.
