The slap of skin on skin echoed through the dimly lit living room like a filthy symphony. Anna’s legs were spread obscenely wide, her ankles locked behind Andrew’s thrusting hips as he pounded her dripping cunt on the center coffee table. The heavy wooden surface creaked under their weight with every brutal stroke. His thick c**k stretched her tight walls, dragging along her sensitive inner flesh and hitting that perfect spot that made her eyes roll back.
“f**k, Anna… your p***y is so f*****g greedy,” Andrew growled, his voice low and rough. He gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into her with deep, punishing thrusts. Her juices coated his shaft and dripped down to soak the table beneath her ass. “Taking every inch like the little slut you were born to be.”
Anna moaned loudl
