Creampie right in the guts. He pulls out just in time to unload thick ropes onto her ass while she whimpers with legs spread wide. Then back inside—messy, dripping—and she takes every last drop like it's an order. Stockings torn mid-thrust, sheets soaked through twice before they even finish. This wasn’t planned; this was caught. The way she arches when his fingers dig into her hips? She knew someone was watching.
