This woman doesn’t just want cock—she needs it. Heavy-lidded eyes locked onto the guy like she’s starving, and that pink dress is already half off by the time he sits down. Starts slow, teasing him with those full lips before sinking onto his lap like she owns the place. Tits spilling over the edge of the couch as she grinds down, fingers tangled in his hair when he tries to flip her over. No way this ends clean—her legs are already shaking from holding back too long.
