She starts slow—lipstick smeared, tongue teasing the slit like she’s savoring every second. Then it gets sloppy: Diana Lawrence takes him deeper than he expected, gagging around his shaft while her fingers dig into his thighs. The bed creaks under her weight as she flips onto all fours, ass in the air with stockings halfway down. He grabs a handful of that thick hair and slams—no warning—and she moans into the pillow like this is exactly what she wanted all along.
