Adrian flipped Christine over, holding her face-to-face against him, his hips thrusting forward relentlessly, rubbing against her bare lower body.
His cock was pressing and grinding against her entrance, but he didn't enter her.
Christine squirmed in response, and Adrian's hot hands slipped under her sweater, roughly pulling aside her bra to squeeze her breasts. Her nipples, stimulated by the sudden grip, swelled up, and his fingers pinched them, the rough fabric of her sweater adding to the stinging sensation.
Christine tried to push him away, but Adrian lifted her onto the bathroom counter, her skirt and panties already pulled down, exposing her wet entrance to him.
He lowered his head, thrusting his hips forward, watching as his thick, purplish cock rubbed against her pussy, pushing aside the slippery, reddish labia, revealing the small, sensitive clit. Then, he forcefully pressed his hot tip against it.