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Nothing between them but cheap hotel sheets and a half-unzipped bra strap. Purple lace ripples as she bends over his cock like it’s the only thing keeping her upright. Tattoos flex against white pillows while his hands grip hips so tight they’ll bruise later. Ass up, face down—she takes every brutal inch without complaint. Then she turns around, straddles him raw, and rides until both of them are screaming at once. No slow buildup here; just the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the wet slap of skin on skin. Cock slides home deep enough to make her eyes roll back. One hand clamps onto his shoulder while the other reaches down between their bodies for something else entirely.