She owns the rhythm, dropping her stockinged pussy onto his cock in a deep squat over the couch. Blonde hair wild, face twisted in raw yell, nylons bunched at knees while her bare ass cheeks clap against him. He grips from below, sweat gleaming on his neck and chest in the dim room light. Switches angle — thighs flexing, pussy stretched wide around the shaft, green fabric rumpling under their weight. Heels tumbled aside on the tile floor. She rides faster, body jolting with each bounce until her legs quake and she grinds out the finish.