Caught peeking through the steam on the bathroom door — Tanya Virago’s lips stretched obscenely around a younger guy’s cock, eyes watering but still going deeper. Stockings rolled down mid-thighs, legs spread for balance. The mirror reflects her tongue swirling under his balls before she pulls back with a wet pop, smirking like she knew someone was watching. She didn’t stop there. Knees planted on either side of his hips in front of that same foggy mirror, pussy glistening as he fucks it from behind while she grips her own tits in reflection. Red nails dig into flesh when he hits too deep.
