Stockinged legs splayed wide on the red couch, lace garter straps digging into creamy thighs. Purple wig crooked from fingers tangled in hair—she’s not supposed to be doing this alone. Panties yanked down mid-masturbation session, pussy glistening under the light. Finger slides deep while she bites her lip and glances toward where you shouldn’t be watching. Then—cock appears out of nowhere (was he hiding behind that chair?), and suddenly it’s all hands gripping hips, tits bouncing off his chest as he fucks her through the sofa cushions.
