She’s got the control from the start—big blonde in yellow armwarmers straddles his lap, cock already halfway down her throat. Sucks slow, then deep, tongue flattened under the weight of him. Switches to riding, hips rolling like she’s memorized every ridge. Thighs clench around his waist, pussy lips stretched wide as she bounces—each drop making her breath hitch. Flips onto all fours, ass up, and he pounds her until the armrests rattle. Creampie follows, thick and slow, dripping down her inner thighs. Spine curves, back bows, fingers clawing at the fabric beneath her—
