This one’s been waiting. Fingers hooked inside her own pussy like she’s been practicing all week while staring at him across the room. Red lips parted, breath coming fast as she works herself up just to hear his zipper go down. No foreplay needed—she knows what she wants and isn’t shy about showing it. Thick thighs spread wide on that worn-out couch cushion, juices glistening under the light as two fingers disappear over and over again. The moment a cock gets close? She’ll be ready—no hesitation, no teasing games.