She’s got that experience—thick thighs hugging him tight as she sinks down slow, then fast, like she’s been doing this since before he was born. Braids swinging, nails digging in—no shyness here. Starts on top but flips mid-thrust to let him pound that juicy ass from behind. The bed creaks under them both; sheets tangled around ankles by the time he buries himself balls-deep and lets loose. No warning needed—just years of practice paying off.
