Her hands pulled him in closer — swimsuit pushed aside, her lips wrapped around his cock, slow and deep.
The sound of water slapping gently mixed with soft, wet gags.
She loved being used like this… her throat full, her pussy dripping.
He bent her over the edge of the tub — tight, dripping, moaning into her own arm.
Each thrust harder than the last, splashes everywhere.
She couldn’t stop herself from cumming, legs shaking as he took full control.
He didn’t stop. Threw her on her back, climbed between her legs, and slammed into her again — missionary, deep and rough.
“Cum for me,” she whispered, biting his ear.
He pulled out and shoved himself back into her mouth —
Her eyes locked with his while he came hard, thick ropes landing deep on her tongue.
She swallowed everything with a wicked smile.
