...you shouldn’t have walked past that doorway. Purple thong riding low on thick hips, tits swinging free as he slams into her from behind. The couch cushions muffle every thrust but not the wet sounds of his cock buried deep in that juicy pussy. She knew someone was watching—pretends not to notice when he flips her onto her back and pins those legs wide open with one hand while his other fingers tease between her ass cheeks...
