__She didn't hear you walk in.__ Pink high heels still on, legs spread wide over the armrest while he grabs her hips and drives deep. No foreplay—just raw, desperate pounding like they've been waiting for this all day. Hair pulled tight, tits bouncing every time his cock buries to the hilt. __Ass up in the air__, thighs trembling from being stretched so wide—he's not holding back now. Slaps that round ass red when she tries to slow him down. She whimpers but doesn’t stop him; knows better than to beg when he’s like this.
