Red robe clings tight as seasoned hands slide off silk straps. No panties between thighs, just wet heat waiting. Teasing fingers trace lace until the cock hits first—thick, veiny, demanding entry. Ass up on the bed now; no hesitation when he slams home from behind. Deep strokes. No mercy. Her nails dig into sheets as hips buck back harder each time. ‘Take it like you mean it,’ she growls over shoulder blades before turning around—cock still buried—to ride slow circles that make him groan loud enough for walls to shake. Cumshot spills down her throat after one last desperate plunge where teeth graze skin and breath hitches sharp.