Trop mouillé, trop étroit - il ne pouvait pas en moi

From the moment he slid in, I could feel it — he wasn't going to last long. My pussy was already dripping, squeezing him with every slow grind... and the look in his eyes said it all: he was trying to hold on, but my body didn't let him. He lost control fast, deep inside me, and I felt every second of it. It's raw, close, real — no filters, no acting, just pure chemistry and a pussy that always gets what it wants