Tan lines from fishnets cutting into her inner thighs. Blonde hair sweaty, mascara smudged as she grinds down. The couch cushions squelch every time he slams up into her—no mercy, no warning. She knew someone was watching but didn’t stop. One hand grips his shoulder for balance while the other tugs at her own tits like it’s forbidden to enjoy this much. His cock disappears between those thick thighs again and again until finally—she collapses forward with a gasp, cum dripping down her ass.
