Curvy Stepdaughter’s Rough Riding on the Kitchen Counter

She didn’t expect that—one minute she’s pretending to clean, next thing she knows his hands are gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. Bent over the kitchen island with nothing but an apron between them (and now that too), he pulls out fast enough to make her gasp. Flips her onto all fours on the tile floor—cock buried deep in that tight ass—and starts pounding like he’s trying to break through something. Her nails dig into the counter when he finally lets go of himself long enough to pull out just so she can take him down throat again. Hair yanked back so hard it hurts; gagging sounds muffled against his dick until cum shoots straight up inside her mouth.