That smirk. The kind only comes from knowing exactly what you want—and how to take it. Blonde curls tangled around her face as she straddles the arm of the couch, thighs already glistening. Starts slow, teasing him with those heavy tits brushing his chest before slamming down without warning. No foreplay needed; this is practice after all. Legs shake when he flips her over mid-thrust, hands gripping pillows as he hammers into that tight pussy from behind—her ass wobbling with every deep stroke. Cum drips onto the fabric when she finally turns onto her back and pulls him close for a messy kiss.