Tan lines from stockings fade into flushed skin. Ass cheeks spread wide as he slams deep inside her, fingers digging in like she’s been waiting years. ‘Don’t look back,’ she whispers—but keeps glancing over her shoulder anyway. Flips onto all fours mid-thrust, tits bouncing against the armrest while cum gushes out in messy spurts. Laughs it off when he pulls out: ‘Guess I’ll have to clean this up later.’