She knew someone was watching. Darkened windows don’t hide the way her tits bounce every time he slams into her from behind, stockings bunching at her thighs. Hair messy, lips parted like she’s trying to stay quiet but can’t—moans slip out between gasps. The car smells like sweat and leather as his hands grip her hips harder, pulling her onto him for a creampie that leaves them both breathless. No one should see this.
