Didn’t expect to walk in on her like this—tattooed arms wrapped around his neck, pink lips stretched obscenely wide. Bedroom light off but the glow of the nightstand catches every sloppy detail: chin dripping, gagging just enough to make it real. Then she flips him onto his back and rides him with those same hands now clawing at his chest, thighs quivering like she’s hiding something worse upstairs.
