Aquainas Cody Carter vs Arielle Aquinas

Arielle walks in ready to end it. Blonde, built, every muscle tight. She doesn’t want to lose this time. Cody Carter stands there, cock already heavy, thick as a forearm. They go at it raw. Sweat, grunts, the slap of skin. She fights hard—throws him, rides him, tries to grind him out. But he stays hard, stays mean. One takedown, one pin, and he’s inside her. Arielle’s on her back, legs open, bodybuilder thighs flexed around him. Cody fucks like he means to breed her. Deep strokes, balls slapping, no mercy. She claws at his shoulders, eyes half-lidded, biting back moans. He doesn’t slow. He buries it to the root and empties, thick ropes flooding her, cum spilling out the sides as he keeps pumping. She lies there, wrecked, dripping his load, breathing hard. The fight’s over. The mess is just starting.