She didn’t hear you walk in. Didn’t notice the door swing open. Just that slow, filthy moan escaping as her fingers dig into the carpet beneath her knees. Thick thighs spread wide enough for two hands to fit between them—pussy glistening even before he touches it. The way she arches back when his cock first presses inside? Like someone just whispered ‘no one knows’ in her ear. No warning, no hesitation—just raw need slamming against every surface of your apartment floor. Pillows crushed under her tits as they bounce with each thrust, ass clenching so tight around him it sounds like wet suction every time he bottoms out.
