She knew someone was watching—red braids tied back, pink star dress hiked up as she grinds against his hips on the kitchen counter. Eyes locked through the doorway, biting her lip like she’s daring you to stop filming. Legs spread wide, tits bouncing with every slam of his dick into her pussy—soaked. Then he pulls out and spins her around, fingers digging into her waist as he drives in from behind. Fuck—her head hits the tile hard enough to rattle the sink. Creampie on display, cum dripping down her thighs while she pretends to wipe off counters. The last shot? Her hand between his legs as they both catch their breath...
