Eyes locked, smirk playing at the corners of her mouth like she’s been waiting for this all damn day. Thick thighs wrapped around his waist as she grinds down hard, nails digging into his shoulders. No hesitation—just pure, practiced hunger. Starts slow but builds fast; hips rolling like she’s riding a wave of experience. When he flips her onto her back on that granite countertop, ass up and begging for more? That’s when it gets filthy. Fingers tangled in hair pulling him closer for every thrust until cum shoots hot between those heavy tits.