Peeking through the crack in the door — you shouldn’t be here, but you can’t look away. His girlfriend (or is she?) leans over him with those full lips wrapped tight around his shaft, tongue swirling like she owns it. He’s got one hand tangled in her long hair, pulling just enough to make her gag—but she doesn’t stop. Slobbers all over his dick while he groans low in his throat, eyes half-lidded like this isn’t even real. She rides up slow on her knees first—just teasing—and then slams back down hard enough to make the bedframe creak. No lube needed; she’s already soaked from watching them together before.
