Tattooed tits squeezed slow in lifted tee

She came home from a long night out, still wearing that cropped black tee and choker, and climbed straight onto him in the dim bedroom. Instead of rushing, she slows everything down, cupping her heavy breasts while his tattooed hands knead them from below. Her hips rock in deliberate, teasing circles in cowgirl, nipples hardening under his thumbs. She bites her lip, eyes fluttering half-closed, building that sweet ache before she finally begs him to go rougher than ever before. Her breath catches each time she sinks lower, the slow burn making her drip with anticipation.