This woman hasn’t seen cock in weeks. Black lace ripped halfway off, panties soaked through by the time he gets his hands on her. Bent over that armrest like she’s been waiting years—ass tight as hell until it relaxes under him. Flips her onto her back next, thighs locked around his waist while she grinds down hard enough to creak the furniture. Doesn’t care about cum stains or mascara running; just needs that thick cock inside her again. Ends up bent over something—kitchen counter? Bed frame?—with him slamming into her from behind like they’re making up for lost time.