She looks up through thick eyelashes, smirking like she knows exactly what she’s doing. Dark hair falls forward as she grips his shoulders and lowers herself onto that cock inch by inch. No slow build here—just raw hunger. Tits jiggle with every bounce, nipples brushing against his chest as she starts grinding in earnest. The couch cushions squish under her weight; the fabric creaks from how deep he’s buried inside her. She leans back just enough to watch him fuck her harder, legs trembling but refusing to quit until he groans and spills so deep it takes both of them gasping for air to finish.