Ultimacy II Episode 3 The Rooftop: Daisy Fuentes

Daisy waits on some friend, so she heads up to the rooftop garden and cracks open her book. But let's be real, the plants aren't what grabs her eye. There's Seth down the row, leaning on the ledge like he owns the skyline. She's not shy. She flags him over, hustles him inside, and next thing they know the book is on the floor, her hand's tugging his waistband, and he's got two greedy fingers pushing past lace. He bends her against the couch arm, shoves her sundress to her waist, lines up, and drives in raw—no small talk, just the thick slide of him pumping her hard while she moans into the cushions, legs shaking, tits spilling over her neckline with every thrust. He grabs a fist of her hair, pulls her back onto his cock like he knows exactly what she wants, and she gives it right back, meeting him, rolling her hips like a girl on a mission. Sweat-slick, the slap of skin echoes off the glass, and she laughs, breathless, right before he flips her, hauls one thigh up over his shoulder, and rails her until she bites his wrist, coming with a throaty, shameless groan. He fucks her through it, then spills deep, groaning against her neck while she grins like a cat with cream, already eyeing round two.