Tan lines on her inner thighs glow under the bedside lamp as she spreads wider, already dripping. Hard nipples brush his shoulder while her fingers tangle in his hair—she knows exactly how to tilt that pretty face just right. Ass lifts off the mattress when he flicks her clit, then slams back down when two fingers curl inside. That mouth? Wet from practice, not nerves. She’s been doing this since before you were born and still makes him beg like a rookie.