

Jack carries that raw SoCal edge through every thrust he throws at her. Born in the smog, he fucks like the city showed him—quick, rough, proud. He has her face down on the mattress, knees spread wide, tits pressed flat. Sweat runs down the dip of his back, sticking where their bodies slap together. He grips her hips hard enough to leave red marks while he drives into her, each stroke deep and messy, balls swinging heavy against her ass. He likes to talk while he’s buried in her—dirty jokes, half-finished sentences, grunts and quick laughter. Pulls out halfway, taps the head of his cock against her slick opening, then rams back in like he owns the rhythm. When she moans too loud, he leans over, bites the back of her neck, calls her a greedy little slut in that slow, condescending drawl LA kids learn before they lose their first tooth. Afterward he’s still half hard and twitching inside, dripping sweat onto the sheets and asking if she’s tapped out yet like there’s no chance in hell he’s finished.

Jack carries that raw SoCal edge through every thrust he throws at her. Born in the smog, he fucks like the city showed him—quick, rough, proud. He has her face down on the mattress, knees spread wide, tits pressed flat. Sweat runs down the dip of his back, sticking where their bodies slap together. He grips her hips hard enough to leave red marks while he drives into her, each stroke deep and messy, balls swinging heavy against her ass. He likes to talk while he’s buried in her—dirty jokes, half-finished sentences, grunts and quick laughter. Pulls out halfway, taps the head of his cock against her slick opening, then rams back in like he owns the rhythm. When she moans too loud, he leans over, bites the back of her neck, calls her a greedy little slut in that slow, condescending drawl LA kids learn before they lose their first tooth. Afterward he’s still half hard and twitching inside, dripping sweat onto the sheets and asking if she’s tapped out yet like there’s no chance in hell he’s finished.