Chloe’s voice drops to a gravelly whisper as she guides him deeper—‘Yeahhh… fuck me with that big one’—while her heavy thighs press down on the couch. That tattooed arm wraps around his waist like she’s been doing this since he was in diapers. Then she goes down slow, lips stretched tight around the head as he grips her hair. ‘Swallow it all,’ she purrs between moans, chin slick with pre-cum before taking every last inch. Her knees dig into the fabric as he pulls back and slams home again, hips rolling like an old pro teaching a rookie how to ride.