Doggy-style fucking on a granite countertop while he holds her hips like she’s his personal meat grinder. Ass cheeks spread wide as he pounds harder with every ‘thud’ against the cabinets. She moans loud enough to wake the neighbors but doesn’t stop him from gripping her hair and slamming into that tight asshole when it’s time for anal. No lube, no warning—just grunts and wet sounds mixing with the hum of the fridge behind them. His fingers dig into her waist as she rides back onto his cock, nails scraping tile floors while he whispers filthy things about what’ll happen next if she keeps this up.
