Pink Lace Panties And Thick Thighs On The Couch

Thighs quivering, she straddles him and sinks every inch deep. Cock pulses inside as her hips roll slow and deliberate. Fingers dig into his chest, nails scraping. Pink lace panties cling to her ass as she rides, tits swaying with each roll of her body. A choked moan escapes her throat when he grips her hips and pulls her down harder. The couch groans under their weight, cushions soaked with sweat. She rides until her thighs burn, then flips herself onto her back without missing a stroke — cock still buried, her legs wrapped around his waist like a vice.