She wasn’t supposed to be doing this here. Blonde hair falling forward, thick thighs squeezing his waist as she rides him on the couch like it’s her last chance. Tits jiggling with every thrust, nails digging into his back when he flips her onto all fours—cushions muffling her moans while he buries himself deep from behind. The way she arches back, ass sticking out like an invitation you weren’t meant to see… but you were there anyway. Then she turns around, legs wrapped tight around his waist again, lips parted for one final cumshot before collapsing against him.
