She was supposed to be teaching him respect. Instead, she bent him over the kitchen counter like a naughty student. Thick thighs wrapped around his waist midway through, nails digging into his back as she rides him against the cabinets. The sink clatters when he flips her onto the countertop—legs spread wide enough to see that used pussy glisten under the overhead light. No lube needed here; this is years of practice talking. Ends with her face pressed against the fridge door while he empties deep inside her mouth.