SHE THOUGHT HE WAS GAY, BUT HE TORE HER PANTYHOSE AND FUCKED HARD

She wasn't expecting him to tear off her pantyhose in a passionate, rough embrace. Little did she know, he had a secret agenda. Her first clue was when he pulled her close, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss, sending shivers down her spine. She felt his hand slip beneath her skirt, exploring her curves. It was unexpected, but she was game for it. She didn't mind the rough handling, in fact, she liked it. When he tore off her pantyhose, she gasped, a mix of surprise and excitement coursing through her. She could see the lust in his eyes, the hunger for her. He pulled her down onto the bed, his hands grazing her thighs, his breath hot on her skin.

She didn't waste any time, she straddled him, her eyes locked with his as she grinded against him. She could feel him, hard and ready. She leaned down, her tongue flicking against his ear, making him groan. She could see the pleasure on his face, the way his eyes rolled back. She loved that, she loved making him feel good. She took control, guiding him inside her, feeling every inch of him. She rocked back and forth, her body moving in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through her.

He mirrored her actions, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer. She could feel the roughness of his hands, the way he held onto her, his fingers digging into her skin. It was intense, it was raw, and she loved every second of it. She could feel the tension building, the heat between them. She knew they were both close, their breaths coming in short gasps.

He flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers. She could feel the weight of him, the heat of his skin. He pushed inside her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. She could feel the friction, the way he moved against her. It was intense, it was overwhelming, but she loved it.

She couldn't hold back any longer, she felt her orgasm building, her body tensing. She cried out, her body shaking as the pleasure washed over her. He continued to move, his breath coming in short gasps. She could feel him, his body tensing, his release coming. He groaned, his body shaking as he came, his seed spilling out onto her.

She lay there, her body still trembling, her heart racing. She looked up at him, a smile playing on her lips. She didn't know what she had expected, but this was beyond her wildest dreams. She couldn't wait to see what else he had in store for her.