Thighhighs spread wide, begging for deep missionary fill

I couldn't wait any longer after that teasing text exchange all afternoon; by the time he burst through the door, I was already on the bed in my gray hoodie and thighhighs, heart racing with need. I lifted the sweater just enough to bare my heavy tits, nipples hard and begging, then spread my legs wide, exposing my dripping pussy to him. 'Fuck me now,' I whimpered, owned by the ache between my thighs. He didn't hesitate, climbing over me in missionary, his thick cock pressing against my entrance before sliding deep inside. I gasped as he filled me, my walls clenching around him, legs trembling in those pink thighhighs. My breasts parted with each thrust, the hood fallen back as I arched, moaning loud, soaking the sheets with how badly I needed this release right here on our pink bed.