Striped tank rides up her thighs as she bites her lip into the phone. ‘Yes… like that’—her voice thick, breathless. Fingers slide down between her legs, wet already, before she even looks up when the door opens. No warning: he’s on her fast, pinning those heavy tits against his chest while one hand grabs a handful of ass meat and hauls it toward his cock. Phone clatters to the couch as lips crash together—spit flies, teeth clash—and suddenly she’s straddling him with no setup at all. Starts slow but doesn’t last long: hips slamming hard enough to make the cushions compress each time she takes him deep.
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