Her brutal face slaps and choking bring us both to intense orgasms

His hand strikes her face with force, leaving red imprints that deepen with each slap. Her eyes widen, but she moans, craving more. He grabs her throat, squeezing just enough to make her gasp for air. Each choke heightens her arousal, drawing them deeper into an intense, raw exchange. Spittle flies as she pants, her eyes locked onto his, both lost in the primal rhythm. The room echoes with the sounds of skin on skin, gasps, and grunts. Sweat glistens on their bodies as the rough play builds to a crescendo. Finally, they release, their orgasms ripping through them, a shared climax as brutal as it is satisfying. They collapse, spent, the echoes of their rough play still lingering in the air.