Stockings get peeled off with deliberate slowness, fingers dragging up thighs before the lace hits the floor. She straddles him bare-assed, hands planted on his chest as she starts a slow grind that turns into a wild ride. Her ass claps against his thighs with every drop, tits swinging in time. When she flips to reverse cowgirl, the couch groans under the weight. By the time she’s soaking wet and screaming, the stockings are long forgotten.
