That look in her eyes—half defiance, half hunger—as she locks gazes with him while bent over the kitchen counter. Ass already slick from fingers, now taking that thick cock like it’s second nature. No hesitation when he pins her down; legs wrapped tight around his waist as she moans through clenched teeth. Più forte, she whimpers, but there’s no begging here—just years of practice and knowing exactly what works. Switching to cowgirl mid-thrust, tits bouncing free from some torn blouse strap while cum drips down her chin in slow rivulets.