Blue lingerie clings to her curvy frame, straps slipping off shoulders. Tits spill out as he peels it down. Standing kiss turns rough, hands roaming her hips. Bent over kitchen counter next, legs splayed, his grip digs into her round ass. Pounding starts slow, builds relentless — skin slapping loud against cabinets. She arches into it, gasping sharp. Flipped around, back against sink, thighs wrapped high. Sweat beads on his muscled chest. Finishes with her trembling, pussy dripping.