Mia didn’t hesitate—twisting under the table, she hiked her skirt up to her waist, fingers hooking into the lace of her panties and dragging them aside. The wet heat of her pussy glistened in the dim light, already swollen, already begging. She reached back, guiding my cock with slick fingers before sinking onto me in one relentless slide, her cunt clenching tight as she took me to the hilt. A gasp caught in her throat, her hips rolling slow at first, savoring the stretch, then snapping harder, faster, her ass slapping against my thighs with every sharp downward grind.