Cock slides out her mouth slick with spit right by the humming fridge door. She stands, peels off the black Nike top, heavy tits bouncing free as he bends her over the sink. Pounding starts slow, hips snapping against her ass cheeks, then ramps up fast—kitchen echoes with wet slaps and her sharp gasps. Flips her onto the counter, legs hooked over his shoulders, drilling deep while her red hair fans out on the cold surface. He grips her thighs harder, thrusts turn brutal, and she claws the edge moaning nonstop. Pulls out at the last second, ropes across her tits. Kitchen sex done raw, no cleanup.
