She was starving for cock when he walked in. No panties on that beachfront towel, just her dripping pussy exposed like an offering. Bent over the rocks with him slamming into her from behind—cock buried so deep she’s gasping through clenched teeth. Flips her onto her back mid-pound, legs wrapped around his waist like she’ll never let go. No foreplay needed here; raw desperation rules this scene. Her tits bounce as he drives himself inside again and again, fingers digging into her hips like he’s afraid of losing control too soon. The water lapping at their feet doesn’t slow them down—not even close.
