Love Fucking Ana

Ana Rose needed another night, so Tony Rubino told her to stay. One look at those legs spreading wide across his sheets, cock halfway hard already, and he was grinning like he just won a dirty bet. He grabbed her ankles, yanked her closer, and drove in deep, hips smacking loud enough to rattle the headboard. Wet slaps filled the room while she kept her knees back like good little flex, heels bouncing over his shoulders. Every thrust shoved her further up the bed until her head hit the wall and she only moaned louder for it.