That thin white tank top rides up her belly as she pins him down, thighs quivering. Stockings roll halfway down her calves by the third thrust. No warning—just hands gripping pillows, nails digging into his back while she takes every inch like it’s owed to her. Starts slow, teasing him with those heavy tits swaying just out of reach before slamming back onto his cock so hard the bedframe rattles. By the time he flips her over, lipstick smeared and breath ragged, she’s already begging for more.