Hair yanked while skirt lifts for bedroom reenactment

I was lounging on the bed in my cropped hoodie and skirt, scrolling through porn clips when he walked in and caught me. His eyes lit up with that hungry look, and before I could blush, he was behind me, recreating the exact scene I'd been watching—grabbing my hair bun tight, pulling my head back just enough to make me gasp. I needed him so bad right then, my ass pushing back against him as he lifted my skirt and slid in deep from behind. The room filled with my needy whimpers as he gripped my arm too, holding me in place on the soft sheets. My body arched, tits straining against the thin fabric, every thrust making me clench around him, dripping wet and owned completely. I begged for more, loving how he made my secret fantasy real, my moans echoing off the walls while he worked me harder, my bun loosening with each pull.