Adrian’s c**k was hitting the back of Elena’s throat with every brutal thrust, making her gag and choke loudly. Thick strings of spit and precum were dripping from her chin, soaking her blouse and making her hard n*****s clearly visible through the wet silk. Her mascara was running down her cheeks.
Suddenly, Adrian grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, pulling his c**k out of her mouth with a loud, wet pop. Elena gasped for air, her chest heaving.
"Stand up and take off your clothes," Adrian ordered, his voice rough and thick with lust.
Elena scrambled to her feet. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her soaked blouse. Adrian lost his patience, grabbed the collar, and ripped it open. Buttons flew across the floor. He yanked the shirt off her shoulders, then grab
