'You’re not supposed to be here'—her whisper is breathy as she rocks back and forth on his cock, tits bouncing with every thrust. Husband’s best friend didn’t expect this when he walked in for drinks. She leans down, lips brushing his ear: 'Tell me you like it rough.' The couch creaks under them both while two guys watch from the armchairs—one adjusting himself fast. No lube needed when pussy’s this wet.
