She pretends she didn’t notice when he walked in—Leesha Bunz sprawled across the bed, hair braided down like she’s just chilling. But his fingers dig into her waist before she even turns around. ‘Didn’t expect to see this,’ he growls, yanking her up against him. Her backside hits his cock mid-air—thud—and those full cheeks spread wide as he buries himself deep inside without warning. No teasing, no build-up; just raw fucking with that juicy ass clapping against his thighs like it was made for this.
