Gothic beauty Charlotte was perched atop her submissive, Owen Grey. Her long, black hair flowed down her back as she swayed rhythmically, driving him mad with desire. She lowered herself slowly onto his immense cock, taking it all in one swift motion. The groan that escaped from her lips was both pained and aroused. The pain quickly faded as she began to ride him harder and faster, moaning and gasping for breath. Her tight, gothic pussy massaged his shaft, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. Owen grabbed onto her slender waist, digging his fingers in as she picked up momentum. Her pierced nipples grazed against his chest, sending shivers down his spine. The room echoed with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and laboured breathing. Their eyes locked as she leaned forward and bit down on his bottom lip, sending a shiver down his spine.
