Didn’t expect this when you walked into her dorm room after midnight. She’s bent over that old wooden desk, ass in the air like she’s been waiting for years. Thighs spread wide—no underwear—just smooth skin and a tight little hole begging for it. He grabs her hips from behind before she can even turn around. Flips her onto the mattress next: cowgirl position, tits swinging as he holds onto those heavy thighs. Her nails dig into his shoulders while he slams up into her from below—bed springs squealing like they’re both too loud already. Then comes the messy part: face-down again on that same desk, legs splayed open so far it looks like an accident.
