...you hear the couch squeak first. Then the wet slap of skin meeting skin—she’s already straddling him, thighs slick with arousal. One hand grips his hair while the other braces against the armrest like she owns this moment. His cock disappears between her heavy tits before he even realizes what’s happening, then it’s buried deep inside her again as she starts riding hard enough to shake the cushions. The way she leans in close—breath hot on his ear—whispering ‘You’re mine now’ makes your stomach drop...
