Up for a game? You’ll need to hit it hard to score in this match!

She’s bent over the couch, volleyball shorts stretched tight over her perfect ass, sweat glistening on her skin. The room is filled with the faint scent of her musk and the lingering smell of a hard match. I stand behind her, my cock already hard as I watch her. She looks back at me, a mischievous grin on her face. “Up for a game?” she asks, her voice dripping with lust. I don’t need another invitation. I yank her shorts down, exposing her bare, smooth ass. She moans softly as I run my hand over her cheeks, squeezing them hard. I can see her pussy, wet and inviting, and I can’t resist. I spit on my fingers and rub them against her entrance, feeling her shiver with anticipation. I push two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spot that makes her gasp. She pushes back against my hand, wanting more. I oblige, thrusting my fingers in and out of her, listening to the wet sounds of her arousal. She’s dripping, her juices coating my hand. I pull my fingers out and replace them with my cock, slamming into her with a force that makes her cry out. I fuck her hard, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound echoing in the room. She’s moaning and screaming, her body shaking with each thrust. I can feel her pussy clenching around me, her orgasm building. I grab her hips, pulling her back onto my cock, fucking her deeper, harder. She screams as she comes, her body convulsing. I feel her pussy milking my cock, and I can’t hold back any longer. I explode inside her, filling her with my cum. I pull out slowly, watching as my cum drips out of her pussy, a creampie dripping down her thighs. She collapses onto the couch, her body spent, a satisfied smile on her face.