Nick was a bit shocked by how quickly Ava was getting wet. But with how fast she melted into his touch, Nick knew that there was no resistance. His free hand left her waist and went up, pulling her bra down under her tits, perfectly framing them for him to look at through the mirror.  Before he could progress any further with his normal routine, Ava already began begging for him. His hands retreated, one pushing on the small of her back to lean her forward, while another freed her right leg from her pants, lifting it up to rest on the bathroom counter. His dick was already halfway poking through the hole in his boxers when he undid the button, letting it free to slap against her ass. With no teasing or ceremony, Nick positioned his cock to penetrate her folds and thrust in.<br/><br/>His left hand felt to her hip, while his right grabbed a handful of her hair, making sure she could not lean all the way down and thus block access to his view of her tits bouncing with his thrusts. He was nearly slipping out of her with how wet she was, but Nick continued on, pounding into Ava as if neither of them had fucked in months, not weeks. However, because of that, he did finally slip out, ending up thrusting forward and meeting nothing but air as his cock slid against her dripping opening. His hand moved from her hip and dove in to replace his cock, not wanting to break the momentum. He began to finger her viciously, pumping as many fingers as he could fit into her as fast as he would punch a speed bag. Throughout this, his grip on her hair did not loosen at all, and instead it pulled her back further, allowing him to whisper into her ear. "You have no idea how badly I've wanted to destroy your pussy over the past few weeks," Nick said before nipping at her ear.