Bri and Heath watch as Sammie straddled Jay Black on the edge of the hotel bed, her thighs clamped tight around his hips as she sank down onto his thick cock in one smooth, wet thrust. She was already dripping, her pussy gripping him like a fist while she rolled her hips and ground her clit against his pelvis. Jay’s hands locked on her ass, spreading her cheeks so he could watch every inch of himself disappear inside her; he thrust up hard, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room as he fucked her deeper, making her tits bounce and her breath come out in filthy moans.

She leaned forward, bracing her hands on his chest, and rode him harder, fucking herself on his cock until her orgasm hit like a wave—cunt clenching, juices running down his balls while she cursed and begged him not to stop. Jay flipped her onto her back without pulling out, shoved her knees to her chest, and pounded into her in long, ruthless strokes, balls slapping against her ass until he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum that leaked out around his cock as he kept thrusting through the last pulses.