Stoya
She spits his name like venom. Aaron reels, jaw tight, blood hot. He grabs her wrists and she laughs low, the sound sharp as a switchblade. Riley wanted this. Wanted him this wired, this mean. He slams her against the wall, palm crushing her tits, and she arches into the pain like it’s a gift. He’s already hard. She drops, knees hitting hardwood, mouth open before he even unzips. Blonde hair spills over her face. She takes him deep, lips stretched, throat working, drool already running. He fists her hair and fucks her mouth, balls slapping her chin. Her eyes water but she won’t tap out. He yanks her up, spins her, cuffs biting her wrists behind her back. Tits thrust forward, heavy and flushed. He shoves back inside her throat, deeper, meaner, until her mascara runs and her moans vibrate up his shaft. Every gag just makes him harder. She wanted the fight. She’s getting the consequences.
She spits his name like venom. Aaron reels, jaw tight, blood hot. He grabs her wrists and she laughs low, the sound sharp as a switchblade. Riley wanted this. Wanted him this wired, this mean. He slams her against the wall, palm crushing her tits, and she arches into the pain like it’s a gift. He’s already hard. She drops, knees hitting hardwood, mouth open before he even unzips. Blonde hair spills over her face. She takes him deep, lips stretched, throat working, drool already running. He fists her hair and fucks her mouth, balls slapping her chin. Her eyes water but she won’t tap out. He yanks her up, spins her, cuffs biting her wrists behind her back. Tits thrust forward, heavy and flushed. He shoves back inside her throat, deeper, meaner, until her mascara runs and her moans vibrate up his shaft. Every gag just makes him harder. She wanted the fight. She’s getting the consequences.