Tiara on, dress pulled aside for doggy after party

The party dragged on too long, my tiara tilting as I danced, but all I could think about was getting home to him, still in this sheer white dress that hugs my curves. I kicked off my heels at the door, feeling his eyes on me, naked and waiting. Needy, I dropped to all fours on the bed, arching my back, whispering for him to take what's his—I've been dripping for this all night. His hand grips my hair, pulling just enough to make me gasp, as he yanks my dress aside, exposing my ass. I moan loud when he thrusts in from behind, my heavy breasts swaying with each deep push, veins pulsing as they hang free. I clench around him, owned completely, begging for more until I cum shaking, the room filling with my whimpers.