Heavy-breathing blonde sprawled across the couch like she owns it—thighs thick as tree trunks, tits jiggling every time he pins her down. Starts slow but no mercy, just raw hunger: fingers digging into hips, nails leaving marks as he fucks her from behind. She flips him over mid-thrust—legs wrapped tight, grinding until his balls slap against her ass. No lube needed here; this is years of practice paying off. Ends with that mouth open wide, gagging through another load while he holds her hair back.