Black Dress Kitchen Creampie with Solo Brunette

Kitchen tiles cool against her knees as the brunette arches her spine, dress riding up to expose the curve of her ass. Thighs trembling, she pushes back against the cock buried deep, each thrust making her tits jiggle under the thin fabric. Hands clamp down on the counter, knuckles whitening as she struggles to keep her balance—fingers slippery with sweat. The cabinet door rattles with every slam, her breath coming in sharp gasps between moans. Out of nowhere, he grips her hips and flips her onto her back, legs pinned open across the countertop.