Grunts fill the room as the thick cock pistons in and out, her asshole clenching around every inch. Alysa Gap’s stockings ride up her thighs while her tits sway loose against the couch cushion—each thrust makes the springs squeak. Joss Lescaf’s fingers dig into her hips, pulling her back onto him as she gasps between moans. Switching to cowgirl, she rides raw with her blonde hair whipping side to side, belly already flushed pink. Flipped onto her back, legs pinned high, he pounds her asshole relentlessly while she claws at the armrest. The couch frame groans under their weight as the final strokes land deep—her mouth open, tongue out, nothing left but the sound of wet flesh slapping.