He takes charge, spooning her supine form on the bed, cock sliding against her bikini-clad ass while she lies back yielding. Dark hair fans across pillow, skin flushed under dim light, his grip firm on her hip. Who's calling shots here — him pinning her down or her subtle arch inviting deeper? Thighs part slightly, nude torso exposed, top barely containing tits as he grinds in close. Sweat beads on curves, eyes half-lidded in the glow. Switches angles, her leg lifts over his — raw friction, bed creaks faintly. Relentless hold, building to peak without rush.