Her eyes lock through the door—wet lips glistening, mascara streaked down her cheeks—but she doesn’t stop. Straddles me hard, thighs squeezing my waist as I bury myself deep inside that tight pussy soaked from earlier. Moans loud enough to hear outside, fingers digging into my shoulders while I flip her onto all fours on the cushions. Ass in the air, legs trembling—she takes every inch without complaint, head thrown back in ecstasy. When I pull out and slap that juicy slit open for a creampie shot straight up her throat? She swallows it all like this is exactly where she belongs. No lube needed. Just raw hunger.
