...and then he flips her just in time for his load to paint her collarbone and throat. She’s laughing through it, cum dripping down her ribs as he wipes his thumb over one nipple before shoving it in her mouth. Tattoos everywhere—his chest pressed against hers while she swallows like she’s been waiting for this all night. The couch cushions are soaked from earlier when she rode him raw with stockings still tangled around one thigh.
