Tan lines on her inner thighs glisten under the porch light as she stretches too far—purple leggings riding up just enough to tease. The guy behind the fence didn’t expect this kind of flexibility. One hand slips between her legs mid-split while she pretends not to notice his bulge through his shorts. Next thing he knows, she’s straddling him on the yoga mat with those heavy tits swaying inches from his face, whispering ‘You’ve been watching long enough.’ Sloppy wet sounds fill the backyard as he slams into that dripping pussy from behind—her ass jiggling with every thrust until they both collapse in a sweaty heap.
