Moans cut through the air like she’s been waiting all damn day. ‘Harder… fuck me harder!’ The words slur out as her back arches, corset laces biting into soft skin with every thrust. Black lace gags her tits while some asshole yanks those straps tighter, fingers leaving marks. She’s not playing nice—knees sink into the mattress, thighs slick with sweat as he slams home without warning. Ass up, face down, hair tangled in his grip. That corset isn’t just decoration; it’s tease before the real fun starts. No teasing here.
