Charlotte sat on the edge of the bed, her Goth attire hiding little of her anticipation. Her eyes scanned the room, landing on the figure standing by the door. He was tall and imposing, dressed all in black like her. A mask concealed his identity, making him even more mysterious and alluring. As he approached her, Charlotte couldn't help but shiver with excitement.
His hands gripped her hips possessively as he lifted her off the bed and onto the hard surface of the wall. She gasped at the unexpected roughness but couldn't deny the thrill coursing through her veins. He pressed his hips against her, his bulge clearly outlining his arousal. Charlotte arched her back, offering him her round ass.
The masked man didn't hesitate. With a growl, he positioned himself behind her and thrust into her wet heat. Charlotte enjoyed seeing her friends at the park.
