Couch cushions creak under her weight. Black stockings cling to thick thighs, heels digging into the fabric. Fingers dig into her hips, cock buried to the hilt. Ass cheeks pulled apart, each stroke slapping wet. She pushes back, breath hitching, mascara already streaking. Comes with a gasp, then he flips her over, thighs pinned open, cock still glistening. Filled up, dripping finish smeared across her stomach.
