Hijab gets yanked off first. Then her hands clamp down on his shoulders as she takes control. Slow, deliberate riding at first, spine curving with each grind. Then she flips, thighs spread wide, ass on display. Hands gripping her hips, he pounds from behind while she moans into the cushions. Creamy white ropes paint her back before she collapses, breath ragged, hijab still tangled in her fingers.