Cammy’s tight black leotard clung to her sweat-slicked skin as she rolled her shoulders, still buzzing from the fight. The bedroom was dim, the air thick with musk. A towering black man stepped behind her, his rough hands sliding over her toned waist. "Damn, girl," he growled, squeezing her ass. "You’re built like a fucking weapon."
She smirked, arching into his touch. "Prove you can handle me."
He didn’t hesitate. Gripping her braid, he yanked her head back, crushing his lips against hers. Cammy moaned, her pussy already dripping as he ripped the leotard down, exposing her perky tits. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing against her stomach. "Fuck me raw," she demanded, grinding against him.
He slammed her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. "Gonna wreck this tight pussy," he grunted, thrusting deep. Cammy screamed, nails raking his back as he pounded her—each stroke hitting her cervix. "Y-Yes! Harder!" she begged, her walls clamping around his shaft.
The bed creaked violently as he flipped her onto all fours, drilling her from behind. Her tits bounced, sweat flying as she came uncontrollably. "Cum inside me!" she cried. With a roar, he obeyed, flooding her cunt with hot spurts. Panting, Cammy collapsed, a satisfied grin on her face. "Guess I won this round too."