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Her spine curves as she takes him deep, silver-blonde hair tumbling loose from its bun. Thick thighs shake with every upward roll of her hips, her pussy swallowing him whole. One hand grips the sheets, the other reaches back to spread her ass wider, fingers digging into his thigh. His hips slap against her ass, the sound sharp against the quiet moans slipping from her parted lips — wet, needy, insatiable. The bed frame creaks in rhythm, sheets bunching beneath her knees as she rides him like she owns the damn mattress. When he flips her onto her back, she wraps those heavy thighs around his waist and pulls him in deeper, nails scraping his back as her head tilts back against the pillow. The mirror across the room catches her flushed face, mascara smearing just enough to make it real.