Couch bend-over turns her into his eager fucktoy

She'd been teasing him all day with flirty texts, promising to be his personal fucktoy the second she walked through the door. Dropping her bag by the couch, she didn't even kick off her sneakers before bending over the armrest, yanking her frayed shorts down to expose her tight ass. Her cropped gray tee rode up as she arched back, long wavy hair cascading over her shoulder. Now he's gripping her hips hard, thrusting deep while she sticks out her tongue, eyes rolling back in ecstasy. Her moans echo through the room, body jolting with each powerful stroke, clenching around him as she begs for more, fully surrendering to the raw need that's been building all afternoon.