Pawn shop counter holds the blonde bride bent forward, her white dress hiked up around her waist as he slides his cock into her exposed pussy with firm strokes. Ass cheeks part wide under his hands, the fabric bunching while her legs tremble on tiptoes against the edge. Desk drawers rattle nearby, surrounded by microwaves and guitars, as she arches into each deep pump that rocks her body forward. Blonde hair cascades down her back, brushing the cluttered surface while her watch glints under fluorescent lights during the steady pounding. Floor drops her to all fours later, bare ass high as he mounts from behind and drives harder until sweat beads on her skin.