Nude now, arms crossed under those full tits in the dim workshop-lit bedroom. White lace bra and panties peel off slow over her soft belly and wide hips. Pussy lips part as she squats low on worn cushions, surrounded by hanging tools and frames. Bed creaks under her shifting weight, heavy breaths echo off the walls. She grips the edge, thighs flexing — skin slapping potential hangs thick in the air, moans building from deep gasps.