Didn’t knock first. Should’ve walked away. Instead, you’re peeking through the crack in the door at two grown men tangled up on that couch like teenagers — one with his cock buried so far down her throat she’s gagging, spit dripping off her chin onto his balls. Thick beard scraping against swollen tits as he pulls back just enough to let her gasp before shoving it right back in. She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop — tongue swirling too fast, hands gripping his ass like she’s trying to pull him deeper into that wet heat.
