Tavern counter fuck when Tifa gets impatient

Tifa couldn't wait until they reached the bedroom after their long shift at the bar. She leaned over the wooden counter, pulling her skirt up just enough to tease him. As he gripped her soft cheeks, she glanced back with a playful, hungry smirk that said she was done playing nice. She arched her back, presenting her perfect ass for him to take. The moment his hands squeezed her skin, she let out a low moan, ready to feel him slide deep inside from behind.