SLOPPY AND WRECKED

Have you ever fantasized about those scruffy, mustached, tatted dudes you see around the city? The punky bike messenger, the barista, the drummer pounding. My dreams came true when @xxpornhubxx walked in, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.

I was on my knees as soon as he whipped out that perfect brown cock. I greedily swallowed it whole. He dug into me next, spinning me around and burying his face into me, tongue working me open. He ate me out until I was dripping, gasping, and desperate to be filled.

I climbed on top, and he slid in with one slow, hungry thrust—a perfect fit, my hips rocking against him, greedy for more. He pulled out and rubbed his cock all over my hole, teasing and edging me. Then he spun me around and entered me slowly, savoring every inch. But soon his hunger took over, and he started pounding me, faster and deeper, the heavy slap of his balls against my ass and the rough scratch of his bush sending me over the edge.

I got more horned up, backing up onto him, picking up the pace, sweat slicking our bodies as we grinded and slammed together. He knew exactly what I wanted, gripping my hips tightly, holding me flush as he pounded away. I clung to him, knowing he was loving every second, his cock twitching with every thrust. I wanted to be bred, to feel him lose all control. As the heat between us built, we lost our minds, bodies slamming together in a frenzy until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He shot deep in me, his cock pulsing, flooding me with his load. My hole was sloppy and wrecked, his cock slick and glistening. I could feel his huge load leaking out, and I know you’d want to see every drop. It was a gorgeous sight after such hot, deep fucking.