She takes control the second the chair squeaks. Big tits bounce as she drops onto his cock, thighs clamping his hips. No slow buildup — just raw cowgirl from the start, pussy lips stretched wide around his shaft. Every stroke makes the chair legs wobble. She arches into each grind, fingers clawing his chest. The lace panties stay on, soaked through. When he tries to flip her, she pins him back down with a smirk. Grinds harder, faster — the chair groans under their weight. Cumshot hits her belly in thick ropes, dripping down her thighs. Leaves the attic floor sticky, her panties ruined.
