Cora slid her juicy pussy onto Jack's rock-hard cock, feeling the thick veins pulsing against her sensitive walls. They were in a seedy, back-alley Bangkok brothel, surrounded by the sickening scent of sweat and cheap perfume. The air was alive with the sounds of slapping flesh and moans of pleasure and pain. The Thai whore mansion was a hive of depravity and filth, the perfect place for their wild vacation.
Jack held Cora tightly against him as they moved together in a frenzied rhythm. His hands dug into her skin, leaving bruises that she would cherish as she came again and again on his cock. He was rough, demanding, and she loved every second of it. As they reached their climax together, Cora felt something hot and sticky explode inside her. It was a dark and stormy night.
