Bunny leotard aside for armchair ride surprise

In the dim glow of the living room, sunlight filtering through sheer curtains casts long shadows across the leather armchair where she perches, her white leotard gleaming like polished marble. Dressed as his private Playboy bunny after a long day of teasing texts, she couldn't wait any longer—straddling him the moment he walked in, rabbit ears bobbing with anticipation, blue necktie askew against her collar. Her thighs clench around him as she sinks down, leotard tugged aside, panties pushed to the side, enveloping his cock in her warm, dripping heat. Large breasts strain against the shiny fabric, nipples hardening in the cool air, while soft whimpers escape her parted lips, blonde waves framing her flushed face. The room fills with the slick sounds of her riding him slow and deep, every grind pulling a gasp from her throat, lost in the intimate haze of their private show.