She didn’t expect to be caught like this—sitting on his lap, tits pressed against his chest, pretending to adjust her blouse. Then she leans down just enough so he can see what she’s hiding beneath that too-tight sweater. His hands slide up those thick thighs as she straddles him, grinding slow at first—like she’s testing the waters. The moment he grabs her hips and pulls her down hard? She gasps but doesn’t stop him. Bent over the armrest of the couch, legs spread wide open for whatever comes next. He palms that juicy ass cheek just as she moans into his ear: ‘You’re not supposed to be here.’ The camera shakes like someone else is watching too. Then it gets messy.
