Tan line from a bikini top still visible where her shirt rode up. Legs wrapped tight around his waist, nails digging into bare skin. She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop—just bit that full bottom lip harder when he hit deep inside. The couch cushions squelched with every thrust, creampie dripping onto the fabric while she faked coughing to hide moans. Her fingers tangled in his hair mid-blowjob after it happened, licking cum off her lips like it was dessert and she’d been starving.
