You weren’t supposed to see this. Blonde hair spilling over her shoulders as she takes it all down her throat first—choking, eyes watering—but she doesn’t stop. Slobbers all over that cock like she’s been waiting for it. Swallows hard when he pulls out, then climbs on top raw with nothing between them but skin and sweat. The couch cushions sink under her weight as she rides him slow at first, hips rolling in tight circles before speeding up until the whole room shakes. No moans yet—just the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the way her tits bounce every time he thrusts up into her.