Tan lines from stockings digging into pale skin as she sinks down, lips parted in a gasp. Thick thighs quivering on either side of his waist, nails digging into the couch cushions. Reaches back with one hand and spreads herself open—already wet, already ready for more than just pussy play. Flips him off with a smirk and straddles him again, but this time it’s all about that tight little hole getting stretched out slow. Fingers slick with lube or spit? Doesn’t matter when she’s taking every inch like it’s been years since someone filled her up right.