'Didn’t expect to see this.' Dad’s girlfriend—thick thighs pressed together, tits heaving—slams his son onto the couch cushions. No foreplay, just hands tangled in hair and teeth sinking into shoulders. She rides him raw on the sofa like she owns him. When she flips him over and straddles that cock mid-air, you hear it snap—her pussy lips smacking against his ass before she drops down hard enough to make both of them gasp. Messy kiss with tongues fighting for air while fingers dig deeper.
