Her thighs shake as she straddles him, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders. Heavy tits sway with each roll of her hips, her fingers digging into his chest. He groans low, hands clamping down on her waist, pulling her down harder. The bed frame creaks in rhythm, sheets bunching under her knees as she takes him deep. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, lips parted, eyes locked on his as she rides him raw and slow. Sara Jay’s throaty moans mix with the slap of skin, her body trembling before she collapses against his chest.