Zitka tried to struggle as she was positioned. As her legs were spread open, her moist womanhood came into view, the piercing on her hood glinting in the light. She gasped into the cloth as tears came to her eyes. The gasp turned into a moan as Marc's cock rubbed against her sensitive clit. Zitka shouted swears into the gag as he entered her, turning her head to the side. It wasn't long before she let out a low moan, her sex clenching down on the intruding manhood.