She didn’t ask for this. Didn’t even know it was happening until his hands were already yanking down her panties in the dim glow of a moving van. A curvy brunette with long hair tied back, still wearing yesterday’s makeup smudged from tears—or maybe laughter—she straddles him first, grinding slow like she’s testing the waters. But he doesn’t play nice. No teasing. No build-up. Just rough fingers tangling in her hair as he shoves that thick cock past her lips before she can protest, gagging her till spit drips down his shaft.
