It doesn’t matter that it is an everyday bra.
In fact maybe it adds to it somehow because it would be in the moment, no dressing up, just desire for the now. You can picture me slipping off my sweater at the end of the day as I slide my body down over yours letting you fill me. Sitting astride your hips with your rock hard cock buried deep inside my cunt affording you this view as I slowly rise and fall, impaling myself on you over and over again.
It doesn’t matter that it is an everyday bra because everyday would be perfect