Midnight motel room, neon buzzing outside. The tiny blonde is bent over the dresser, skirt flipped up. He lines up his massive BBC, pushes in slow—she gasps, knuckles white on the wood. Every inch stretches her, eyes watering. He grips her hips, starts pounding hard, mirror rattling. She whimpers “too big,” but arches back for more. Bed slams the wall, sweat drips. She cums shaking, legs buckling. He pulls out, blasts thick ropes across her ass and back. Cum drips down, she pants wrecked.