Who’s really in charge here? Monica Lima’s pink shorts are shoved aside as Jefao’s thick cock disappears between her thighs, her dark hair fanning across the couch cushions. His hands grip her hips hard enough to leave marks while she arches back, pussy clenching around him with every deep stroke. The studio lights flicker as her moans mix with the wet sounds of skin slapping skin, her tits bouncing loose against her chest. He flips her over without breaking rhythm, pinning her beneath him as he pounds into her from behind, ass cheeks jiggling with each thrust. Monica’s fingers scrabble for purchase on the armrest, her breath coming in sharp gasps as he stretches her wide open. By the time he pulls out, her pussy is dripping, lips swollen and glistening, and he’s still rock hard.
