Caught mid-suck. Floral-patterned robe slips off one shoulder as she grips the shaft with both hands, tongue already swirling around the head. No warning, no hesitation—just that hungry look like she wants to be seen. The guy stumbles into frame from behind her, pants down past his thighs while she deepthroats him without breaking rhythm. Robe pools at her waist by the time he grabs her hair and starts fucking that throat. Dripping spit down his balls as she gags around him—then suddenly pulls back with a smirk, licking her lips before reaching for something under the sink. A tube? Lube? Doesn’t matter when it comes out slick between those fingers.
