What Tanya's waiting for?

Tanya Tate's got it all going—busty, dripping, half-naked in the pool like she’s daring someone to come take her. Lauro Giotto’s in the shadows, ready. He doesn’t waste time. Steps up, hands all over her wet skin, grabbing and squeezing whatever he can reach. She meets him just as hungry—tongues, teeth, heavy breathing, groping each other right there in the water. Clothes come off fast. He bends her over the edge and drives in deep, hard, relentless. Every thrust sends ripples through the pool and through her. She’s moaning loud, pushing back, taking every inch like she was built for it. No teasing, no mercy—just straight-up, filthy, balls-deep fucking.