...and that’s where it ends up—thick ropes of cum splattering across her tits as she laughs through gasps, already reaching back to pull him closer. Purple lace stockings half-rolled down, thighs slick with sweat. She rides his face first, hips bucking hard enough to make the coffee table rattle before straddling him again. Asshole clenching around his fingers while she moans about how ‘no one fucks me like this anymore.’ Final shot? Him kneeling between her legs on that colorful rug, licking every last drop off her skin.