On All Fours, Ass Up, Ready to Be Fucked I’m on all fours, my hands digging into the floor, my black-painted nails clawing at the wood like a bitch in heat. My huge tits, heavy as fuck, dangle low, the skin stretched tight, almost purple from their weight, my pink nipples, hard as nails, pointing down, still red from the clamps that tortured them, so sensitive that the slightest breeze sends jolts straight to my cunt. My back’s arched like a proper whore, my slim waist dipping low, leading to my wide-ass hips, fucking wide, like an invitation to grab and rail me. My ass, fat, juicy, is hoisted high, two perfect globes, the dusky skin glistening, streaked with red welts from the riding crop, each burning mark throbbing like it’s begging for more. My gaping asshole, pink, shiny, pulses, wide open like a slut’s hungry mouth, the pale pink inside visible, wet, quivering, ready to swallow your cock or anything you shove in there. My pussy, soaked, drips with juice, the thick, pink lips spread wide, exposing my swollen clit, red, glistening, sticking out like an insolent little dick, throbbing with every heartbeat. My thighs, thick, muscular, tremble under the strain, the dusky skin marked by fishnets, the insides slick with sweat and pussy juice dripping down to my knees. My black hair, sleek, spills over my shoulders, strands stuck with sweat, brushing my tits, some sliding down my back, tickling my burning skin. My mouth, plump lips, parted, lets out raw, throaty moans, my tongue poking out, ready to lick or suck whatever you give me.