She gagged on it first—gagging back tears with his shaft buried deep in her throat, fingers tangled in his sheets. Then the bedroom door swung open just enough to see him freeze mid-thrust as that voice—smooth, knowing—whispered ‘Don’t stop.’ Thick thighs straddling the bedpost now, tits bouncing as she rides him like this isn’t the first time. No lube needed when her pussy’s already dripping from watching them for weeks. He comes hard into her mouth while she locks eyes with you through the crack… and smiles.
