Anal Missionary On A Counter With A Brunette

Dark ponytail whipping side to side as she grips the counter edge, belly pressing into the wood. Thick thighs part wide, ass clenching around each slow push. Tank rides up, exposing the small of her back where fingers dig in. Hips jerk forward with every thrust, the counter groaning under her weight. Breath comes in sharp gasps, her free hand clenching into a fist before she reaches back to spread herself wider. The room smells like sweat and something musky, her leggings pulled down just enough to reveal the curve of her ass.