He's on top of me before I even settle, spreading my legs wide and pushing into me with one hard thrust. I gasp, arch my back, my legs wrapping around his waist as he starts to pound. The room is dim, just enough light to see the hunger in his eyes, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks on my pale skin.<br><br>I flip us, climbing on top, riding him while my tits bounce. His hands find my waist, lifting me and slamming me back down onto his cock with force that makes me whimper. I lean back, hands on his thighs, grinding down until I'm moaning loud, not caring who hears through the walls. The angle hits deep and my eyes roll back, taking every inch.<br><br>He throws me forward, pulls my hips up, takes me from behind. My face is pressed into the pillows, ass in the air, as he pounds into me hard. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back, arching my spine while he drills me without mercy. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room, mixing with my gasping moans
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