Tan lines on her inner thighs glisten under the couch light—she’s been grinding like this for minutes, nails digging into his back. His cock buried to the hilt in that tight pussy, every thrust making her gasp louder. She pretends not to notice you watching through the door, but those wet lips parting between moans say different. Switches to cowgirl mid-cumshot, milking him dry while she arches off the cushions—no lube needed when it’s this desperate.
