Peeking through the half-open door, you see her—the blonde next-door neighbor who never wears panties under that tight skirt. Now she’s on the bed, knees up high, gripping a thick purple dildo like it’s been waiting for her all night. The head disappears between those swollen lips as she arches back, tits heaving—she knows someone’s watching. No warning, no hesitation: just slow thrusts at first, then faster until her thighs shake and the mattress groans. She bites her lip when it hits that spot too deep—you can hear it from here. Then she rolls over onto her hands and knees without breaking stride…
