Cock jams into her ass the second he turns his back. No warning, no teasing—just raw, sloppy fucking on the couch while she grips the armrests like a lifeline. Then he spins her around and pins those tits to his chest so hard they slap together with every thrust. Lube drips down her thighs but neither of them cares as he buries himself deeper, fingers digging into hips like he’s trying to pull them apart. Face pressed against the wallpaper, breath ragged. He doesn’t stop until that last deep shove makes both their bodies jerk—her gasping against the drywall while his balls slap against skin still sticky from earlier shots.
