Bent over the massage table with her blouse unbuttoned, Sophia West grips the edge while Alex Coal’s hands roam her back—then slip lower. Oil glistens on her skin as his cock presses between her thighs, her breath hitching before she straddles him and rides raw. Tits swaying with each deep thrust, she leans forward to bite his shoulder while her ass clenches around his shaft—hard and fast, just pure need. His grip tightens on her hips as she switches to slow circles, milking every inch until his moans fill the room. The massage table creaks under their weight, sheets tangled around their legs as Sophia takes charge, her married status forgotten in the heat of the moment.
