Puru Two’s black-and-red latex bodysuit clung to her curves like a second skin, the material glistening under the dim bedroom lights. Her orange hair was slightly tousled, blue eyes locked onto her boyfriend’s thick, throbbing cock as he stripped out of his clothes.
“Fuck, you’re already dripping,” he growled, running a finger along her soaked pussy through the tight latex. A lewd squish echoed as her hips bucked.
“Tear it open,” she demanded, voice trembling.
With a rough rrrip, he peeled the crotch of her suit aside, exposing her pink, glistening folds. His thick black shaft pressed against her entrance, the head smearing precum along her lips.
“Nngh—ahh!” Puru gasped as he slammed inside, stretching her in one brutal thrust. The bed creaked under their weight, her nails clawing at his back.
“Damn, you’re tight,” he grunted, hips pistoning. Each snap of his pelvis sent a wet slap through the room, her pussy pulling him deeper.
“Harder—fuck!” she screamed, her tits bouncing wildly. He obliged, pounding her with enough force to make her toes curl. The lewd symphony of skin on skin, her desperate moans, his ragged breaths—it was pure filth.
Her walls clenched as her orgasm hit, juices gushing around his cock. “Cum inside—breed me!” she begged.
With a final roar, he buried himself to the hilt, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her womb. Splurt—splurt—splurt! Hot seed flooded her, dripping out around his still-throbbing shaft.
Puru shuddered, collapsing against him. “Fuck…” she panted, feeling his cum leak down her thighs.