She starts on her knees, fingers wrapped tight around his cock. POV from behind, watching her grip pulse with every stroke. Then she climbs up, straddles his waist, and sinks down slow. Thighs shaking, tits bouncing. Each roll of her hips pulls him deeper. His hands clamp on her waist, fingers digging into soft flesh. She rides until the bed squeaks, until her breath comes in sharp gasps. Then she flips, pins him under her, and takes control. Wet slap of skin, the sound of her thighs slamming down. Jaw clenched, lips parted — she’s not letting go.
