Garage bike ride ends with her dominant spread and grind

After locking up her bike in the dimly lit garage, she strips off her sweat-soaked clothes with commanding ease, her small breasts heaving as she eyes him hungrily. Posters of cyclists line the walls, but her focus is total control—she pushes him down, spreads her legs wide over his lap, and sinks onto his cock with a confident grind, her hands gripping her flat chest firmly, nipples hardening under her touch. Her body rocks steadily, clit pulsing against him as she dictates the rhythm, moans low and assured escaping her lips. The cool concrete floor grounds her dominance, every clench milking him deeper, her spread thighs quivering just enough to show her building release without losing command.