Buttman's Bend Over Brazilian Babes #03, Scene #05

Hey, check this out—Scene 10 kicks off with me spotting her across the room, that tight little dress hugging every curve like it was painted on. I saunter over, smirking because I know she's already eyeing me up. 'Miss me?' I say, voice low and teasing. She laughs, pulling me close, her hands sliding down my back bold as hell. We don't waste time; lips crash together, hot and hungry. I back her against the wall, fingers tracing up her thigh, pushing that fabric aside to feel her warmth. She's gasping already, nails digging into my shoulders. I hoist her up, legs wrapping around me tight, and thrust in deep—damn, she's soaked and gripping like a vice. We go at it hard, rhythm building fast, her moans echoing off the walls. Sweat slicks our skin as I pound away, hitting that spot that makes her arch and cry out. It's raw, it's filthy, and we're both loving every second of this sneaky, balls-to-the-wall fuck.