Counrty fuck

A country girl in her late teens, blonde hair loose around her shoulders, drops to her knees without ceremony. She takes him deep, lips stretched, spit shining his length as she works her throat around every inch. He watches, thumb stroking her jaw, until the urge to be inside her takes over. She bends over the fence rail, shorts already kicked away, and he slides straight into her tight, wet cunt. The rhythm builds quick, the rail creaking under each thrust. When he pulls out, she shifts, guiding him higher. He presses in slowly at first, then deeper, stretching her ass until he’s buried to the hilt. Her moans turn raw as he fucks her harder, sweat mixing with the smell of hay. Closer to the edge, he pulls free again, strokes himself twice, and finishes across her face—thick ropes landing on flushed skin and parted lips. She licks what she can reach, eyes half-closed, still breathing hard.