She tells her boyfriend, 'It's been forever since you fucked my pussy.'

She leans back on the couch, smirking, tits bouncing as she kicks off her shoes. 'You been too busy with your phone, perrito—time to stop scrolling and start riding.' He grins, yanks her jeans down, and dives in like he’s starved. No foreplay, no talk—just her moaning, 'Yeah, that’s the big dick I missed.' He owns her slow, then fast, until she’s shaking, panting, begging for more. She’s not asking. She’s commanding.