Thighhighs spread for deep missionary after work

After a teasing day at work, her green hair still tousled from the commute, she kicks off her shoes and texts him to hurry over. No time for clothes—just her favorite white thighhighs hugging her thighs as she flops onto the bed, legs already parting in invitation, freckles flushing with anticipation. She needs him now, deep and unrelenting. From above, her small breasts rise and fall with quick breaths, nipples hard against the cool air, as his cock slides into her slick pussy in slow missionary rhythm. She gasps, eyes fluttering shut, body arching to meet each thrust, her spread legs trembling in those lacy stockings while she clenches around him, moaning his name in building ecstasy.