...She starts slow, teasing him with those heavy tits swaying just out of reach while he buries himself deep inside. Then—slap—her ass connects with his thighs and the bedframe groans under them. No lube needed; she’s already wet enough to hear it squelch every time he bottoms out. When he flips her onto her stomach mid-thrust, that gold necklace glints as she arches back, begging for more. And when his fingers find her clit from behind? She gasps, like this wasn’t part of the plan...
