Dark hair pulled into a messy bun, the goth teen arches her back and pushes into it, her tight hole struggling to take every inch. Fingers dig into her soft hips as he pounds slow at first, then harder, her moans muffled against the pillow. The bed creaks with each deep stroke, black sheets bunching under her knees. She grips the headboard, spine curving as she meets every thrust without hesitation. No mercy in the way he grips her, but she meets him with a hungry need that surprises them both.
