He pushes his luck

Rachel blinks in surprise as John suddenly drops her onto the bed. She lands with a soft bounce, her large breasts jiggling enticingly. "What the-?" she starts to say, but John cuts her off.

"You know you want my cock, you smokin' hot MILF," he growls, his voice low and husky. Without waiting for a response, he reaches down and starts unbuttoning his pants.

Rachel's eyes widen, a mix of shock and arousal dancing in her blue irises. She watches intently as John pulls his hardening member out, the thick shaft springing free and bobbing slightly.

"Fuck, it is not even hard yet and it is so big," she breathes, her gaze locked on his impressive endowment.

Rachel watches, captivated, as John's thick, hard cock throbs before her eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she licks her lips, her hand reaching out to wrap around his shaft. She gives him a few slow, teasing strokes, her grip tight and warm.

"Fuck, you feel so good in my hand," Rachel breathes, her voice low and needy. She swipes her thumb over the tip, smearing the bead of precum that has gathered there. "I can't wait to feel you deep inside me."

With her free hand, Rachel reaches behind her back, unclasping her bra. She lets the straps slide down her arms, freeing her large, perky tits.

Rachel's eyes widen as John grabs her by the waist, easily flipping her onto her stomach. She lets out a surprised gasp, her large tits pressing against the sheets as she faces away from him.

"What the fuck?!" she exclaims, but her voice is cut off as John presses his body against her backside. She can feel his hard, throbbing cock pressing insistently against her ass crack.

"You want it, don't you?" John growls, his hot breath tickling her ear. "You want me to fuck you like the ****, needy slut you are."

"Yes," Rachel whimpers, her resolve crumbling under his dominant words. "Please, just fuck me already."

John's calloused hands grip Rachel's hips as he presses the swollen head of his cock against her dripping entrance. A whimper escapes her lips when he teases her with slow circles, her fingers twisting in the sheets. "Fuck, you're so wet for me already," he growls, watching her back arch.