Garter-clad spread begs for deep missionary fill

I'd been teasing him all night in this sheer garter belt and thighhighs, my braid swinging as I bent over just to drive him wild. Now, back home, I couldn't hold back anymore—I spread my legs wide on the soft bed, my large tits heaving with every needy breath, pubic hair framing my dripping pussy as I pulled him in for missionary. God, I needed his thick cock stretching me right then, owning every inch while my red lips parted and my tongue lolled out in pure bliss. He thrust deep, my thighs clenching around him in those black stockings, the lace garters digging in as I moaned loud, begging for more. My body arched, nipples hard against the cool air, every slide making me wetter, needier, until I was rocking back, milking him with my tight walls, lost in the heat of finally getting fucked just how I craved after all that buildup.