She pretends to clean the sink but keeps glancing over her shoulder—like she wants someone watching. Then the door creaks open and there he is, younger guy with no clothes on. She doesn’t even gasp; just spins around and pins him against the wall by his shoulders. Hair yanked hard enough to make her whimper. Ass exposed mid-air as he flips her onto the toilet lid—no mercy, no slow buildup. Cock buried so deep it sounds wet when he pulls out just to slam back in. ‘Harder!’ she moans, nails digging into his thighs like she’s trying to claw through skin. The mirror fogs up from their breath but neither stops—not until cum gushes out of her and down his balls.
