Hands gripping the mop bucket, her heavy ass lifts high as he lines up behind her. The first thrust sends her forward, hips rolling with every slam. Mop forgotten, thighs trembling as he grips her wide and drives in raw. Floor tiles cold against her knees, but her pussy burns hotter with each deep stroke. The uniform skirt rides up, exposing more skin with every thrust. His balls slap against her thighs, the sound mixing with her sharp breaths and his grunts.