She’s wearing black lace stockings when he pins her down on the couch. One tug and they’re halfway down her thighs before she even moans. Heavy tits bounce with every slam, nipples dragging against his chest. No slow buildup—just hands in her hair, ass lifted high for deep strokes that make the cushions groan louder than she does. When he flips her over, those same stockings get yanked all the way off in one rough motion. Legs spread wide for anal next—no warning, just a smirk and ‘put it where I know you’ve been dreaming.’ Cum ends up smeared on her chin after she gags herself silly taking him to the back of her throat.