Emma's body trembled against the wall, her legs wrapped loosely around Jefferson's waist as his c**k slobbered deep in her ass, the aftershocks of his last load still pulsing and marinating inside her. c*m and p***y juice leaked from both her holes, trickling down her thighs in sticky rivulets, mixing with sweat and blood from where he'd bitten her. The room reeked of s*x; an overwhelming musky, raw, overpowering smell like a battlefield of aggressive lust and violation. Her breaths came in ragged hitches, chest heaving, n*****s scraped raw from his earlier mauling. But even in the haze of exhaustion, her arms clung to his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the sweat-slicked muscle, as if anchoring herself to the storm that had shattered her v****a. There was something about the way he
