Dark stockings hug her thighs as she drops low, mouth engulfing that massive black shaft, tongue working the underside while her eyes water from the depth. Hands grip his hips, pulling him in harder, spit trailing down her chin in the dim bedroom glow. Cut to the bed: legs splayed in lace garters, pussy exposed and ready, his dark frame looming over her pale curves. He plunges deep missionary style, her tits bouncing free from the tank top, nails digging into his back. She bites her lip through the stretch, hips bucking up to meet him, sweat beading on her skin. Stockings stay on the whole ride, torn at the seams by the end when he unloads inside.
