She starts on her knees with that fat dick stretching her lips wide open—deepthroat gagging gasps as she struggles to take every inch. Slobber drips down her chin while she fights for air, fingers digging into thighs for balance. Then he flips her over without warning: ass up, skirt hiked past hips as he lines up and slams home. No prep. No teasing. Just brutal anal strokes that make her whimper into the mattress, nails clawing sheets for grip. The bed creaks under rough thrusts—wet sounds of pussy grinding against fabric when he pulls out just long enough to flip her onto her back again. Legs spread wide; thighs quiver as his hips piston faster, sweat glistening between them.
