Bonded Hard

Savannah Bond soaps up the car and herself with it. Suds cling to her tits. Zac Wild walks in, takes one long look, then grabs her by the hips and spins her around. He bends her over the hood, shoves her shorts down her ass, and drives his cock straight into her. No warm-up, no teasing—just raw fucking on wet paint. Savannah moans, slippery hands sliding on the metal while he pounds her from behind. Soap runs down her thighs. Zac keeps slamming her, balls slapping, water splashing. She pushes back harder, tits mashed flat against the hood. He spits on her back, grips her hair, fucks deeper until she’s panting and dripping soap. When he pulls out, cum streaks across her ass and mixes with bubbles already sliding off the car.