Memorable hours

Colette stands in the sunlight, blonde hair catching the glow, body poured into curves that demand attention. She wants it hard. Her tits strain against her top, full and heavy. She drops to her knees first, mouth open and eager. She takes him deep, sucking with wet, steady pulls until spit runs down her chin. When he bends her over, she pushes back for more. He slides into her ass, slow at first, then drives in with force. Her moans carry, loud enough to reach the street. He fucks her there until his load paints her face, thick streaks across flushed skin, while the afternoon light keeps pouring through the window.