Thighs locked tight around his waist, the blonde arches back on the couch, taking every thick inch as he drives in deep. Her tits bounce loose with each thrust while his hands clamp down on her hips, fingers digging in. The couch groans under their weight, sheets tangled around her legs as he pounds relentlessly. Her lips part, a quiet moan escaping before she bites down on her lower lip. Eyes squeezed shut, she grips the armrest, nails digging into the fabric as he slams home again and again.
