Loud and lustful

Her voice rattles with raspiness as her back arches against your thrust. You dive in hard against her wet cunt with your hips snapping violently. "Honey, make it, make it rou-ough...I can handle all you can give." Liya coos, not wanting regular passionate sex, but fast and loose intercourse.

You let go of the girl's hair. Her head rolls back into a pleased state. Her pink lips are slightly in the shape of the o. Your rod spreads her tight walls apart as the velvet suction of the little dark-haired stripper felt like silk wrapped around your prick.

'Who's your fucking daddy, you little fucking slut?" You can't contain the animalistic and unbridled urge in you. It was raw and powerful. Your balls slapped hard and rhythmically against the tender skin of her clit. Her body buckled from the fierce **** you gave her.

Her walls grip your dickey tighter. "Please, ahhh, fuckkkk... I'm your little slut daddy. Ahhh, ummm, more."

"Mmm, how many dudes' dicks have you fucked today?" Your hand is wrapping around her throat. Her sweet, soft features are becoming lost within her pants.

Her hazel eyes roll back. "N-none... Only you. This slut is only thinking about you." She closes her eyes, letting the euphoria of your penetrating power wash over her. She moaned. "Don't stop... Never, don't ever fucking stop."

"Who do you belong to?!"

You push even harder against her slit. You have enough energy left in your balls, and it's the need to punish Liya in such a way as to fuck her and let her know she's nothing.