Tan lines around her wrists where the handcuffs bite in. Ass raised high, cheeks spread just enough to see him disappear inside. This one’s been here before—knows how to take it without begging until he’s buried past her hips. Switches mid-thrust to riding backward, nails digging into his shoulders while she grinds down hard enough for the bedsprings to groan. Cum leaks out slow first, then gushes when he flips her onto her back and pins those sagging tits together for a messy finish.