Peeking through the curtains—Jessica Lust on all fours over that damn floral couch, ass up like she’s waiting for someone. Cock hammers into her from behind, fingers digging into those soft thighs. Switches positions mid-thrust and suddenly it’s missionary with his hands gripping those heavy tits so hard they jiggle. She knew someone was watching when she walked in here alone after work. Pretends to adjust pillows but never looks away from him—not even when he pins her legs open and drives himself deeper than ever before. Cum spills down her thighs as he collapses on top of her, breathless and grinning like this wasn’t supposed to happen...
