We got in bed and it was immediately messy. No warm-up, no slow teasing ... just pure, hungry fucking.
She was all over me, wet and loud, matching every stroke. The kind of sex where you’re both just taking what you want and not overthinking anything.
I finished on her tits and she stayed right there, looking at me with that post-fuck stare, chest covered and still hot and heavy.
Simple, filthy, and exactly what we both needed.
