Vacation hotel room, late-night whispers drowned by heavy breathing. Wife slides onto his cock like it’s second nature—no foreplay, just raw hunger. Tits swaying against the headboard as she rides him slow then fast, nails digging into his chest. He grabs her hips hard enough to leave marks when he finally turns her around. She drops to all fours on the sheets—ass high in the air—and takes it deep from behind. The mattress dips under their weight as he pounds into that wet heat until cum shoots out of her with a guttural groan. Doesn’t even wipe herself clean before collapsing beside him like this was always planned.
