She’s been waiting all day for this. That knowing look when he walks in, the way her fingers trace his belt buckle like she’s rewinding an old memory. Curvy brunette with heavy thighs and a dress that clings just right—she doesn’t even bother undressing fully. Just pushes him onto the couch, straddles his lap, and starts rocking before he can catch his breath. Tits bouncing free as she rides him raw, nails digging into his shoulders when he tries to flip her over. No foreplay needed here—just years of practice paying off.