Cum splatters across her cheek like a bad lipstick job gone wrong. She wipes it off with the back of her hand, grinning through mascara tears while he’s still buried inside. This isn’t their first time—her body remembers every angle. Starts slow: legs spread wide on the bed, fingers tracing lazy circles around her clit before she pins him down and rides hard enough to make the headboard rattle. Then comes the switch—back arching, tits jiggling as he flips her onto all fours and slams that thick cock into her from behind. No warning needed; she’s been here before.