‘Ohhh fuck yes, just like that…’ — deep voice groans as she arches off the couch cushions, stockings snagging on the leather. Her tits spill over his shoulder while he pins her down by the wrists; every thrust makes her nails dig into his back. Pussy dripping, legs wrapped tight around him mid-cumshot—no condom, no hesitation. The whole time she whispers in Italian like this isn’t forbidden… because it isn’t. Sloppy kisses after? Messy cum smeared on her chin? That’s just round one.
