Couch. Red lace stockings. She straddles him, bouncing hard until her thighs tremble. His hands grip her hips, pulling her closer. She leans back, moaning, as he slams deeper. Her breasts bounce violently, nipples hard. He flips her, ravaging her from behind. She gasps, clutching the armrest, as he pounds her relentlessly. Her face contorts in pleasure, eyes rolling back. The bedframe creaks under their weight.