=============================== Carlotta’s white hair shimmered under the dim alley light as she nervously adjusted her crop top, her nipples stiff from the chilly air. The black man towering over her smirked, his thick fingers already kneading her tits through the thin fabric. "Fuck, you’re eager," she gasped, but the way her pussy throbbed betrayed her excitement.
"Pull ‘em down," he growled, slapping a wad of cash into her palm. Biting her lip, Carlotta shoved her yoga pants past her hips, revealing her dripping slit. "Damn, already wet?" He chuckled before yanking her close, his cock springing free—thick, veiny, and leaking.
She barely had time to brace before he slammed into her, her back hitting the brick wall. "Ngh—! So fucking big!" Carlotta’s moans echoed as he pounded her ruthlessly, her tits bouncing with every thrust. The slap of skin, her choked whimpers, his grunts—it was filthy, raw.
"Gonna fill that tight cunt," he snarled, hips stuttering. With a roar, he buried himself deep, pumping her full of cum. Carlotta shuddered, her legs shaking as pleasure wrecked her. As he pulled out, cream dripped down her thighs. Fuck… she needed more. ===============================