You don't even make it to the bed

You pounce on her, planting a lingering and wet kiss on her lips that she enthusiastically returns. She tears off her clothes as you lift her up and carry her onto the couch. grinding and groping each other all the way. She stares into your eyes, spreading her legs, reveling her dripping soaked pussy. Julie whispers into your ears, "Fuck me like a whore."