She starts on her knees, mouth stretched wide, tongue swirling the tip before she takes him deep. His fingers tangle in her hair, guiding the rhythm. Then she drops to all fours, spine arching, ass presented like a fucking offering. Cock slams home, wet slaps echoing off the walls. His hips piston, each thrust making her tits swing. She pushes back, meeting every stroke, voice raw with pleasure. The bed frame groans in protest. When he flips her onto her back, her legs wrap around his waist like a vice. Last few pumps are brutal, cock buried to the root, her nails digging crescents into his shoulders.
