Kneeling on the couch, her full brown ass cheeks part wide while his cock presses against her entrance, surrounded by green champagne bottles and crystal glasses in a sunlit living room with plants and paintings. She pushes back slow, enveloping him inch by inch until hips meet, her dark hair swinging as he grips her waist and starts pumping steadily. Face turns sideways, mouth open in a silent moan, eyes half-shut from the building rhythm. He leans in closer, hands sliding up her sides, thrusting harder now — her body rocks forward with each stroke, tits dangling beneath the thin fabric still clinging to her. S