She starts with a smirk, legs crossed on the couch like this is just another Tuesday. But when he’s hard enough to see through her sweater, that smirk turns wicked. One hand tugs at his belt while the other guides him in—no warning, no hesitation. Reverse cowgirl first: ass high, tits bouncing as she rocks back and forth like she’s riding a bus home from work after three shifts. Then she flips around mid-thrust, pins him down by the shoulders and takes it doggy-style—moans getting louder with every slap of skin against cushion. Finally, knees planted wide on either side of his head: ‘Swallow it all.’ And oh boy does she mean it.