'Come here,' the blonde says with a smirk while wiping flour off her hands. No foreplay needed—just years of practice. He pins her against the sink first, cock buried deep in that tight pussy already dripping for him. Then she turns around, grabs his wrists, and slaps them down on the countertop before riding him reverse cowgirl—tits swinging free as she leans back to take every inch. When he tries to flip her over again? She laughs, pushes him flat on his back on the couch instead. Legs wrapped tight around his waist now; no mercy left in those hips as she grinds down until cum leaks out between their bodies.