She Loves to Be Used

The red couch was rough beneath me when he pushed me onto it. He yanked my hips up and slammed into my pussy so hard I gasped. He folded my legs up until my knees were by my ears and pounded deeper, watching my tits bounce. He flipped me onto my stomach, pulled my hair, and drove into me from behind while I drooled into the cushions. Then he shoved two fingers into my ass while pounding my cunt, stretching both holes until I shook. He pulled out and brought his cock to my mouth. I tasted myself on him, working him with my tongue until he threw me back. He rubbed my clit rough until I squirted hard, soaking the cushions. He took my ass, pressing into my tight hole until he slid in, stretching me open. When he was close, he pulled out and finished in my mouth—warm, thick. I lay there, legs spread, holes gaping, smiling up at him, completely ruined on the red couch.