Lips locked on cock, headphones crooked, she's slurping slow then fast, tongue swirling the tip while hand pumps the shaft. Couch dips under them. He flips her skirt, fingers her pussy rough — juices dripping down white stockings. Ass up now, cock sliding in deep, hips slamming rhythmic, her legs in sneakers kicking with each thrust. Pinned on her back, tits out, he grinds unforgiving, building to pounding frenzy. Room lights pulse blue, red sofa soaked.
