Didn’t expect to find them like this—older girl bent over the couch backrest, stockings rolled down to her knees. Thick thighs trembling as he lines up behind her. Slap of flesh meets flesh and she moans low when he pushes in slow, then pulls out just enough before driving back in hard. Her tits sway with every thrust; one hand braced on the cushion while the other reaches down between their bodies. Flips her onto her back next—legs pinned open by his shoulders—and she whimpers when he adjusts himself at her entrance again. This time it’s deeper than before; she can feel him hitting something raw inside her.
