Don't Ask Me Where I've Been

Riley catches Oliver in a lie and decides payback starts right now. She strips him fast, drops to her knees, and takes his cock deep until spit runs down her chin. He grabs her hair but she sets the pace, sucking hard and never breaking eye contact. When he tries to slow her, she stands, turns, and bends over. Oliver spits on her ass and pushes in, no warning. Riley takes the full length and rocks back harder, daring him to keep up. Every thrust lands sharp. She reaches between her legs, fingers her clit, and starts to shake. Oliver grips her hips and drives deeper until the tight ring gives and he slides all the way inside. He fucks her ass raw, sweat flying, skin slapping. Riley grinds against him and tells him not to stop. He flips her onto her back, folds her knees to her chest, and sinks back in. She cums first, loud and sudden, legs locked around him. Oliver follows, buried to the hilt, and fills her ass with thick pulses. Cum leaks out around his shaft when he pulls free. They stay close, breathing hard, staring at each other like enemies who just learned the score.