Netskirts #10

The film hit on April 19th, 2013. Bullet-fast glances, rough hands sliding over sweat-slick skin. He pins her against cold brick, the alley dark enough to swallow their sins. Her skirt hikes up quick—pale thighs flashing, panties yanked down with a rip. Moans climb and break like glass. He fucks her deep, hips slamming, her nails dragging his shirt open while wet heat slicks them both. A leather belt bites around her wrists; every thrust jolts her, gets louder, tighter. She arches, shaking, and he comes with a growl pressed to her mouth, slick heat pulsing inside. Trash cans clang, shadows move. They vanish into the night, bodies still humming.