Skirt hiked, legs spread for soul-deep pounding

I dropped my bag by the bed after a long day, my body aching for him, and before I could even kick off my shoes, I pulled up my pink shirt to free my heavy tits and hiked my floral skirt around my waist. Needy and dripping, I spread my legs wide on the soft sheets, inviting him in missionary style, my white socks still on as I arched my back. He slid deep into my wet pussy, filling me so completely I gasped, feeling him hit that spot that makes my soul quiver. From above, he watched my face twist in bliss as I moaned loud, my long hair splayed out, mouth open in desperate pleas for more. My legs trembled, clenching around him while my breasts bounced with every thrust, soaking the bed as I owned every inch, cumming hard because I needed him buried that deep right now, no waiting.