Goth Girl Next Door CEi

The dimly lit bedroom reeked of cheap perfume and desperation. She sat on the edge of the bed, her black lipstick smeared, tattoos rippling over her pale skin like ink-stained shadows. “Fuck me,” she growled, her eyes locked onto mine. The room was a mess of discarded clothes and faded posters, a grimy mirror reflecting her wild hair and hungry gaze. She didn’t wait for a response, just yanked down her fishnets, exposing her shaved cunt, glistening with anticipation. I could see the dark tattoo wrapping around her thigh, a twisted vine of thorns and roses. She leaned back, legs spread wide, her fingers digging into the grimy sheets. “Come here and fuck me,” she demanded, her voice a low rumble. I knelt between her thighs, my cock throbbing, and plunged deep into her wet pussy, her hips bucking against mine. Her nails clawed at my back, drawing blood as she screamed, “Harder, you fucking bastard! Fuck me harder!” The room filled with the sound of slapping flesh, her moans turning into primal howls as I pounded into her, my hands gripping her tattooed hips, leaving bruises on her pale skin. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, her body convulsing as she came, her juices dripping down my cock. I felt her teeth sink into my shoulder, the pain mixing with pleasure as I exploded inside her, my cum filling her tight pussy.