Riding hard on her ex-girlfriend from Altamira

She straddled him like a wild horse, slamming down with every hip thrust—no mercy, no pause. Her ex moaned through gritted teeth, fingers clawing the mattress as the bed screamed. ‘You still ride like a damn demon,’ he growled. She just laughed, bouncing harder, sweat dripping, pussy slick and hungry. This wasn’t reconciliation—it was revenge with a wet, pounding rhythm.