Ripped jeans torn off mid-fuck. Thighs slick with sweat, ass up against the couch armrest. He slams into her deep—no lube needed—just raw hunger. She gasps, nails digging into fabric as he flips her onto her back. Tits bounce free from whatever top she had on before it got yanked off. Legs wrap tight around his waist; every thrust sends another gush across his balls. No warning, no slowdown—just relentless pounding until cum spills messy between them.
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