From the front.

A smile touches your lips as you move to stand in front of the young woman, facing her. As you start to unbuckle your belt and unzip your slacks, your shadow falls over her phone, and the sound plus the interruption brings her attention back to her surroundings. Glancing up from the device, her eyes fall on your already full erection springing free of your underwear. One of those carefully groomed eyebrows twitches upward, a slight sneer twisting her glossy lips.

"Can I help you?" she says, her tone making it clear she has absolutely no interest in doing so.

"Yeah, actually," you reply. Moving a little closer to her, you place your hands on her hips. "I'm just gonna fuck you for a few minutes."

Her sneer becomes more pronounced. "Seriously?" She rolls her eyes. "Ugh. Fine, whatever, dude. But if my bus shows up before you're done, you better stop and let me get on."

You can't suppress a chuckle. "No promises." Over the years, you've fucked more bad bitches than you can count, and while you definitely enjoy the eager ones, there's an undeniable appeal to the ones that put up with your actions despite clearly not being interested...at least, at first. You wonder if this girl will have changed her tune by the time you're done.

The brunette says nothing else, only letting out a silent huff. Keeping your firm hold on her hips, you adjust your stance to line yourself up, the head of your cock pressing between her bountiful thighs. It only takes you a moment to feel the familiar sensation of her pussy lips, thick and pillowy. Despite her attitude, you feel an unmistakable slickness. A quick press forward, and those lips part around you, allowing you to quickly slide inside her all the way to the base of your cock, as if her body wants to pull you in as deep as you can go.

"Damn," you groan, your smile becoming a smirk. "Already wet for me, huh? You really are one bad bitch."

The brunette keeps an impressive poker face as you enter her, though you don't miss a hint of color appearing on her fair cheeks. At your teasing, she snorts derisively. "Think I need you to tell me that?"

Your response is a chuckle, and a drawing back of your hips. When you thrust back in, it's fast and forceful, your hips clapping audibly against hers. As befits a woman like her, her pussy is absolutely top-tier, and you can't hold back a grunt of pleasure as you sheathe yourself again. At the same time, you fancy you hear her let out a small sound of her own, a low "mh!" through tight lips.