She’s got that look—eyes half-lidded with lust, lips parted like she’s already tasted him. Hair pinned back but strands stick to her forehead from the steam. Starts slow in the tub, straddling him while water laps at their waists. Then it’s all over—the bathroom countertop gets used next, ass up and slick with soap suds. He flips her onto her back on the closed toilet lid; thighs quiver as he hammers into that deep pussy until she gasps out a name that isn’t his. Cum coats those heavy tits by the end.