Tan lines from stockings peeking through torn lace as she sinks down hard, wedding dress riding up past her thighs. His cock disappears between those heavy tits first—wet lips parting for a sloppy kiss before she rides him like this isn’t the first time. Door left open just enough to hear her breath hitch every time he hits deep, nails digging into his back like she can’t decide if she wants to be caught or not.
