Splayed across a plush sofa in nothing but lace stockings and a thong, the dark-haired woman teases herself before his hands clamp down on her hips. He drives in hard, her spine curving as the couch cushions groan under their weight, each thrust making her tits jiggle loose against her chest. Stockings bunch around her thighs while he grips her ass cheeks, spreading them apart to bury himself deeper. Her head falls back, mouth open in a silent cry as he pounds relentlessly, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. Fingers dig into the sofa fabric as her body trembles, the lace digging into her skin with every deep stroke.