She knew someone was watching. Didn’t stop. Slid onto his lap first thing, lace stockings snagging on his thighs while she grinds down slow—just to tease. Black bra straps digging into her shoulders as she leans back, tits spilling over the edge of the couch cushion. He tries to take over but she shoves him flat again, riding harder until her breath comes in gasps through parted lips. Then—without warning—she flips him onto his back and pins those thick legs open for a deepthroat that leaves no doubt who’s really in charge.
