Black lace thong yanked down slow, then tossed aside—no panties left to hide that glistening pussy already dripping. She knew someone was watching through the cracked door but played dumb, crawling onto the bed like a cat in heat. First ride raw and sloppy, thighs quivering as he buries himself deep where it hurts most. Then flipped over mid-thrust, ass up for seconds—fingers hooked under those heavy tits while he grinds against her clit until both of them forget why they ever stopped.
