Eyes locked through those thick glasses, lips parted in a smirk that says ‘I’ve done this before’. Blonde hair tousled from being yanked back, mascara smudged but still clinging to lashes. He’s got her spread out on the couch—skirt hitched up past those stocking-clad thighs—while she grips his shoulders and pulls him deeper into that wet pussy. No finesse needed here; just raw hunger. She arches off the cushions when he flips her over, ass high for anal next. Cum drips onto the fabric where it pools between them.