Black lace stockings tearing at the knees while she rides his mouth. Tits jiggling like overripe fruit every time he thrusts up. Slides off him to flip onto that cold countertop, ass planted right on his face. Fingered herself raw before he even got close—now she’s begging for it harder. Cock slams into her from behind, thighs quivering against the cabinets. One hand grabs a bottle of cleaner just to splash it between her legs later.