Rough fucking of a handc￭ girl in bed.

She’s draped over the edge of the bed, face buried in the pillow, ass in the air, panties and control top yanked down to her knees, a mound of pale, jiggly flesh on full display. He’s behind her, breathing heavy, his hand gripping her hip with bruising force as he lines up his cock. No foreplay, no bullshit, just a hard, brutal thrust that makes her scream into the pillow. He starts pounding her, raw and savage, each slap of his hips against her ass echoing through the room. Her tits sway beneath her, nipples dragging against the sheets, as he fucks her rough, relentless, his balls slapping against her clit. She’s choking on her own spit, face mashed into the bed, as he takes her, animals in heat, nothing but raw, filthy fucking. Her hands are fisted in the sheets, knuckles white, as he grinds into her, his cock swelling, ready to explode. He leans over, grabs a handful of her hair, pulls her head back, exposes her throat. He roars, a guttural, primal sound, and comes hard, flooding her pussy with his hot, sticky cum.

She collapses onto the bed, chest heaving, body shaking. He pulls out, his cock glistening with her juices, and smacks her ass hard, leaving a red handprint. She whimpers, but doesn’t move. He knows she loves it, loves the pain, the degradation. He rolls her over, exposes her swollen, dripping cunt. He leans down, runs his tongue over her clit, tastes his own cum mixed with her arousal. She bucks her hips, but he grabs them, holds her down, forces her to take it as he eats her out, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She’s crying out, begging for more, for less, for anything, as he devours her, his tongue and fingers working her over until she’s coming again, her body convulsing, her juices flowing. He lifts his head, a wicked grin on his face, her cum dripping from his chin. He crawls up her body, straddles her chest, and forces his cock down her throat, making her choke and gag as he uses her mouth for his pleasure.