She starts with a slow, deliberate DEEPTHROAT that makes his knees buckle. No teasing, no half-measures—just thick cock disappearing down her throat while she grips his hips like she owns them. The second he’s buried inside her mouth, she stands and yanks him onto the couch by his belt loops. Her pussy is already soaked when he flips her over. Ass up, face down—the way he likes it—but not for long. She arches back just enough to drag that fat cock through her slit before slamming herself down again. Every thrust rocks the coffee table; every groan from him makes her laugh against the cushions.