She gasps when his hands grip her hips hard, eyes locked in the mirror like she’s caught doing something forbidden. Tattoos snaking up those legs don’t hide the way she arches back to take every brutal inch—cock sliding home before either of them can even catch their breath. Ass spread wide, no pillow between them; just skin-on-skin and the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh as he starts fucking her slow at first, testing how tight she really is. Moans turn to gagd whimpers when his fingers dig into her waist, pulling her back against him so deep you can see his dick disappearing inside.
