Leopard-print dress clinging to her curves, straps slipping off one shoulder by the third thrust. She knows exactly how to work that couch—first grinding like she owns it, then flipping onto her back and spreading those thick thighs wide. Tits jiggling every time he slams into her from behind, nails digging into the cushions. When she finally sits up again, it’s just to swallow every last drop without breaking eye contact.