Doggy style on the couch cushions. Her ass cheeks jiggle with every brutal fuck. Dad’s remote clutched tight as she takes it deeper than any girlfriend ever dared. No lube needed—just wet, desperate slaps of flesh. Son grips her hips hard enough to bruise when she starts squirting all over his balls. Blonde fingers dig into the armrests like she’s holding on for life. Cock slides out slick with cum before he even pulls free—she wipes it off her lips slow, savoring the taste. ‘Again,’ she mouths at him, already crawling back onto her knees.
