Her throat opens up like a hungry mouth. Cock buried to the hilt, she gags but doesn’t pull back. Spits it out just long enough to gasp before he flips her onto the couch. Heavy tits press into the cushions as he slams into her from behind. Fingers claw at the fabric, ass cheeks clenching with every thrust. By the end, her hair’s a mess, thighs are slick with sweat, and the couch is soaked where she came.
