Gold chains rattle against bare skin. Stairwell railing cold under her palms — he grips hips, drives in deep, her dark hair whipping side to side. Muscular frame towers over slim curves, ass rippling from impacts. Lips parted in gasp — eyes roll back. Shifts to lounge chair sprawl, legs splayed high heels pointed skyward. Cock plunges missionary style, tits heaving. She claws cushions — toes curl tight. Breathless moans echo off marble walls — relentless rhythm building to explosion.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch