What Should I Wear?

Catherine Knight stands in front of the mirror, black lace barely covering her heavy tits. She turns, testing the thong between her cheeks, and Lorenzo can't wait anymore. He steps in, hands on her waist, lips at her neck. She pushes back against him, already wet. He slides the lace aside and finds her with two fingers, working her open while she grips the dresser. When she spreads for him, he takes her ass, slow at first, then deeper, until she's moaning with every thrust. She reaches back, holding herself open, begging for more as he drives into her, both of them lost in the heat.