Amalia Davis carried the coffee into the room, her black dress clinging to every curve. She handed him the cup, smiled, then stepped behind him and pressed her palms to his shoulders. The dress slipped higher as she leaned in. Her hands roamed lower, brushing his chest, then slid beneath the fabric to cup her own full breasts. He turned. Fingers found her thighs, pushed the hem aside, and slipped between her legs. She gasped when he stroked her open, slick folds, then again when two fingers pushed inside. She bent forward over the table, ass raised, and he spread her cheeks, pressing the head of his cock to her tight hole. He eased in, slow at first, then deeper, stretching her until she moaned. Her heavy tits swayed with every thrust. He reached around to rub her clit while he fucked her ass, and her breath hitched with each stroke until her whole body trembled around him.
Amalia Davis carried the coffee into the room, her black dress clinging to every curve. She handed him the cup, smiled, then stepped behind him and pressed her palms to his shoulders. The dress slipped higher as she leaned in. Her hands roamed lower, brushing his chest, then slid beneath the fabric to cup her own full breasts. He turned. Fingers found her thighs, pushed the hem aside, and slipped between her legs. She gasped when he stroked her open, slick folds, then again when two fingers pushed inside. She bent forward over the table, ass raised, and he spread her cheeks, pressing the head of his cock to her tight hole. He eased in, slow at first, then deeper, stretching her until she moaned. Her heavy tits swayed with every thrust. He reached around to rub her clit while he fucked her ass, and her breath hitched with each stroke until her whole body trembled around him.