She’s all tits and ass, that petite brunette, straddling the couch like she owns it—like this isn’t some random fuck but something hers. No warning. No teasing. Just hands yanking down pants while his dick’s already out, thick and begging for attention. Knees hit the floor first. Lips seal around him before he can react—deepthroat gagging gasps as she works him with those small hands gripping his thighs. Slobber drips down his shaft every time she pulls off just to gag again. Then she’s up, turning fast, back arched over the armrest of that white couch like someone caught her doing something dirty. Which they did.
