'Just checking if you’re home'—that’s what he says before the door clicks shut behind him. But she’s already there, sprawled across the couch cushions with her thighs dripping and that thick blonde hair tangled between them. No panties. Just raw pussy lips begging for attention while she strokes herself slow, watching through heavy lids as he drops to his knees without asking. She pulls him up by the belt when he tries to go slow—‘No,’ she growls into his ear, ‘I’ve been waiting.’ Then it’s hands gripping ass cheeks as he slams into that wet heat from behind while her tits bounce against the armrest.
