Moans spill from her lips as she bends over the marble counter, dark hair tumbling forward. Black lace digs into her hips while a younger man grips tight, cock sliding in deep with each firm stroke. Her tits press against the cool surface, nipples stiff against the fabric. Thighs tremble as he pounds relentlessly, the sound of skin slapping echoing off the tiles. Pastries forgotten, her fingers claw at the countertop until her legs give out.