Tan lines from those high red heels digging into the carpet as she spreads wider for him. Ass cheeks flushed, pussy glistening under the tree lights—no panties, no warning. Bent over that stupid chair like a naughty girl caught mid-timeout. Then he pulls out and flips her onto the couch, legs wrapped around his waist like she’s been waiting years. Messy fucking right there in front of Santa’s decorations.
