Moans ‘Your legs are beautiful’ while she straddles him like she’s been doing this since before he was born. Lace dress rides up as she grinds down hard—thighs quivering, nails digging into his shoulders. ‘Please don’t do that’ turns into a whimper when he pins her wrists above her head and starts pounding from behind. Ass jiggling against his hips, stockings tearing at the seams. Cum splatters across her back as she gasps for air between moans—‘That’s it… fuck me like I’m yours.’