Annika was panting heavily, her body shaking with anticipation as she watched the burly man approach. His cock, already half-hard, strained against his pants as he readied himself for her. She stepped forward, her hands running up his chest and over his shoulders before wrapping around his neck. "Fuck me hard... I want it rough," she whispered into his ear.
Without another word, he lifted her up onto the nearby table, her feet dangling off the edge. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her onto his cock, filling her up in one brutal thrust. Her cries of pleasure were lost in the harsh rhythm of their bodies crashing together, his grip on her hips never loosening.
As if sensing her need for more, he grabbed a nearby bucket and poured the contents over her back. Cum splashed onto her face, and she moaned in ecstasy as the warm water mixed with his semen.
