>>935814428
As the pleasure builds she'll forget more and more the initial reason why she wanted to humiliate you - or the fact that you were even there at all. Just lost in his grip, neurons popping as he molds her pussy to his limitless cock. He starts to kiss her, forcing her entire attention on him. His smoke-worn breath the only thing she can smell. His chiseled coal black face the only thing she can see. His slimy tongue and godly cock the only things she can feel. Hard liquor mixed with saliva the only thing she can taste. And the loud wet plapping sounds of flesh grinding and smashing against flesh that she is all too used to. Inaudible waves crash a short distance away as her entire being dedicates itself to one man, one man who is notably everything you aren't and never can be.
While her actions started as cruel, there is no longer any intention behind her copulation. Just raw passion for another man. His feeling the only thing she craves. Her womb, his to conquer. Both of their biological needs being entirely met in one another's grasp, their skin mends into one. Her entire world encapsulated in just a few meters of passion. All entirely visible to you, all unclouded, all desperately sexual, and none of it includes you.