Kira Got That Tight Pussy Grip

Kira showed up with one thing on her mind and she didn't fuck around about it. Got straight to stripping that tight little dress off her body, tossing it aside like it pissed her off, and spread herself open on the bed with that come-get-it look. No preamble, no quiet bullshit. Just her ass arched up, pussy already glistening like she'd been thinking about this all day. Begged for it rough. Wanted every inch slammed in hard, no gentle touches, just pure filthy fucking. Her mouth got nasty when she wanted more. "Deeper, goddammit," like she was daring me not to give it. Got loud once we really started going at it. That wet slap of skin on skin when I bottomed out inside her, balls hitting her ass with every thrust. She pushed back like she couldn't get fucked hard enough, squeezing around my cock like she wanted to trap it there. Sweat dripping down her spine, hair sticking to her neck, and she kept moaning like a goddamn pornstar until I flooded her full.