Bold

Ivy Lebelle corners him in the living room. He says it's bold, fucking his girlfriend's friend under her own roof. Ivy keeps her stare locked on his. She yanks her top down and her heavy tits spill free. His eyes drop to them and stay there. She steps in, drops to her knees, pulls his cock out and feeds it straight into her mouth. No teasing. She sucks hard, tongue flat, lips tight, taking him deep until spit runs down her chin. He grunts, hands on her head now, hips pushing forward. Ivy stands, turns, bends over the couch. She lifts her skirt. No panties, just a thick, dark bush and a dripping slit. He lines up and slams into her from behind. Her tits swing with every thrust. Ivy moans, pushes back, takes him to the root. Doggy on the couch turns rougher. He grips her hips, fucks harder, pounding until her moans turn ragged. She stays bent, fingers digging into the cushions, until he pulls out and finishes across her ass.