Lena Ramon and Hamilton

Lena gets caught with her hand buried in Hamilton's stuff. She knew the rules. He doesn't say a word when he finds her. Just grabs her wrist and yanks her down onto the couch. Her black hair falls across her face as she hits the cushions. Hamilton already has his cock out, thick and heavy, pressing against her cheek. She opens her mouth without being told. He fucks her throat first, slow at first, then deeper, holding the back of her head until she gags and drools down his shaft. When he's had enough of that, he flips her over. No warm-up. No spit. He pushes into her ass while she claws at the couch, breath caught in her throat. Every thrust hits hard, deliberate, like he's making a point. She takes it. She always does. He doesn't stop until he's finished inside her, and even then he stays buried, one hand pinning her hip down like he still doesn't trust her to behave.