Tan lines glistening where the bikini bottoms used to be. Ass spread wide, cheeks flushed pink—he doesn’t hold back. Marley’s breath hitches when he slams deeper, fingers tangled in her hair pulling her head back for that first messy cumshot. Flips her onto the couch cushions, legs hooked over his waist like she’s riding him into oblivion. Big tits bouncing with every thrust, nipples hard enough to cut glass. She moans low when he buries himself inside again—this time slow and deliberate, letting it build until she can’t take it anymore. Pretends not to notice the way his grip tightens on her hips like he’s afraid of losing control.
